Vanessa Davidson

I can’t understand black-edged pain
creeping into my bones
slowly over my skull

Imperceptible movement
wants to pitch me over the edge
into wild windmill motion

Streaks of blue sky shoot past
Colder than blue
verging on green

The breath pulled from me
White wild
remote mountains

White nothingness
I know how it moves
I know what it does
I know about ice

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