More Than Goosebumps
(written 2/6/2015)
a heart of ice
its flesh unkind
windy rain burying my calves in chills I can’t shake
a storm builds and preys on the trees
the grass bends at the waist
the flowers crumble to their knees
the clouds melt into dark puddles and fall like glass shards
water clings to the road in frozen fear
my hair whips at my face as the cold air throws it around carelessly
the wind changes from a whisper to a yell to a howling scream
the earth seems desolate as the winter consumes the final drops of sunshine
every plant succumbs to a freezing death
a slow hypothermic tragedy
my ears are numb and my chest tightens with every quick frigid breath
the sky threatens to end life as we know it
we shakily wait behind foggy windows for the ice to shatter like a thousand broken mirrors
the suspense cracks under the pressure of the dropping temperature
we watch the wrath of winter prevail
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