The Cold

Thick clouds and fog,
The color of sun bleached prison walls,
stretch from street to sky,
An unbroken blanket blockading
Sun, Moon, and stars,
Flashes of electric light
Randomly illuminating darkness and dusk.

Cold bites flesh
Like a swarm of ravenous
Blood starved mosquitoes in summertime.
Ice encrusted trees sparkle diamond skins,
Under twilight skies at noon
Frigid frozen bones wonder
If summer warm will ever come again.