Through the freezing sleet and mist I dwell below, within the cold.
On a peak, so barren and vast I breathe again and not my last, I dwell below within the cold.
From the ice I venture forth, seeking flesh encased in warmth, I dwell upon the infinite cold.
Through a canvas wall I tear, for having encroached upon my lair, I dwell here within your world, so cold.
Frozen veins and heart I rend, you have something which you may lend. I dwell here… within you… I thank you, for your skin is warm and now I know, I dwell here in the not-so-cold.
Author Brad Acevedo 