—ALL THOSE STARS? THEY’RE SHINING JUST FOR YOU

 

Snow-blindness

 

Why didn’t you

tell me 

about the snow 

fleeting like love

mercy and beauty 

hypnotic enough 

to harvest eternal

insomnia and 

breed mania 

how if you 

catch a razor-edged 

flake on your 

tongue you’re a 

lucky bastard 

but get one 

caught in your 

eye and you’re 

a blind fool 

for life