the wvrm flexes

i can’t get warm

i wrap another blanket around

the core of my soul

but still it shivers

she blows winds of ice and memory

through the places i can’t

wander far from

and the ice in my veins fails to thaw

from my own frozen indifference

the wvrm flexes

and i shudder

i can’t get warm

from the breeze

i breathe

into those darkened corners

those places i hide

the most tender parts

of myself

from you.

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