why does the cold stay
on bright days like today
hanging close about my bones?

no amount of warming sun
gives the strength to outrun,
as the frozen wind moans.

let me stay within myself,
let me crawl upon a higher shelf,
hidden save for my constant groans.

until the heat returns,
until the blazing burns,
and my singular self spurns,
that pain for which it yearns

now and forever amen.