Shiver

Flat Opaque skies
cant block out
the memory of the sun.

Cold seeps below
skin, muscle, and sinew
deep into the marrow
of bones.
fingers freeze
around the sharp edges
of sorrows
shaped like shuriken.

Slicing through the air
I fling them at you
until your shredded
like the rest
frayed beyond a semblance
of who you used to be.

Hold your breath
inside your tattered lungs
while you wait
for the sun
to come back from its rest
and set things back to
lush green rights.

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