Cold

I froze time

so nothing could fade

 

the sky remains white

its truth was choking me

 

the wind is howling

so I know you’re here

 

there are two realms

my angst regards their coexistence

 

how are we to pull our gaze from one,

to care, at all, about the other?

 

falling lightly

ash covers all in a powdered layer of grey

 

there was no eruption

it’s just there if you see it.

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