Disembarking like
wet snowflakes,
they submerge within me,
laying a blanket of
regrets.
Melting within my physicality,
a stream of motions joining estuaries
of consciousness.
And I slumber, woven dreams of
nothingness
encompass me,
swimming in a blizzard of closed senses,
I'm drowning in slower beats, like the
rumbling of thunder slowly fading away
with each rumbling of consciousness.
As the last breath of existence
falls,
a singular snow flake shatters
within me,
I'm buried in the frailties of my decisions.