unconsummated snow melting in the sun choreographing blooming bulbs sown below the sheets warm flowering fantasies with nectar gushing down the freckled blossoms of my dreams craving hands fluttering south like migrating butterflies
long shadow in the corner haunting presence, ghastly threat dark replicating sketch of my mind's delirious dread siphoning out the terror that stirs inside my head
no flesh, no bone no spine holding up a cause my name pronounced in passive tense in the voice of a ghost nobody to claim my gold it's all turned to dust and as i drift further from home all gone with a gust
pale from altitude architecture of a soul rugged cliffs, broken rocks peaks, slopes and valleys grinding plates below the soil standing tall in depths unknown fainting at the very touch of winds coming from above