I stagger, buffeted by winds and ice shards
With joints of glass
And tattered robes of shattered office
For in this storm, I stand alone
And trundle out with jagged step.
The sunlight glares through the whipping, snowy barrage
Snowblind, I whisper curses to it
For I can’t nearly scream at all
Daggers of cold became fissures in my skin long ago
And I don’t know how much farther I can go.
Woe, collapse!
Whispered snickers seem to surround my fall
Worse, its warmer here
Nestled in amongst the snowy roots and stones
Famished constrictions drag me down into my core
Where warmth and cold are dancing siblings,
Far removed.
A dubious enchanter
I gather myself and strain to pull my knees to heel,
Like unkempt, sallow dogs
With distended bellies
They whimper beneath me.
With nothing to do but whither here
I’ll lay a spell and pray for wherewithal
To rise and fight and make it home,
Where I can’t stay too long.
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