• a nightmare in dream state -
    lights zoom by in your vision -
    the arctic roar numbing your fingers -

    you sit, motionless.
    standing at the crossroads of tattered wings,
    Abe could kill a man at these heights.

    propelled by your grief,
    you don't utter a sound,
    save for a dull thud.

    a rose for a breath forgotten,
    a tear escapes her iron complexion.
    she loved you.