• under frozen oceans, we are all Snowkissed.
    we choose to walk alone on the streets, in eddies of white petals that Melt on the skin.
    in dark streets, white stars fall from the skies and crackle as they skim along the Earth in a silent cacophony of music.
    blind, as we are, to our lips bleeding blue, our fingers freezing where they rest.
    oblivious, as we should be, to the cracking of the delicate world underneath our freezing feet.
    cars rush by like business men, ignorant of passersby.
    false steps will send you careening into empty space, as it should be.
    none of this happens in the heat of the day.
    it all happens when we give up and collapse into the Snow.