Cocaine Winter Death

Winter began with a fall of snow; The length of my days were shortened by darkness. Darkness, like snow, never ends. Pupils accustomed to the light of autumn Dilate, then constrict. I fell helpless into a pile of snow; Helpless because I didn’t ask for help. Dry powder, warmer than snow should be. The edge of crystals cut through my nostrils as I breathed. Constrict, then bleed. Captured by a silent and deceptive siren call of snow That stole my thoughts, my pulse, my breath. The colors around me faded to gray, then back to red and blue. Spinning, my heart palpitated as snow blew into my sinuses Bleed, then throb. My brain fell, within its skull, unto cold snow. Was it pleasure or was it pain? The difference was unrecognizable. The veins in my limbs were like underground rodents needing air. Throb, then frozen. My cold body was shrouded with winter’s snow I saw them trying to revive me; pushing and squeezing. I spoke through the icy air around me, but no one heard. My body was motionless like a metal pole Frozen, then breathless. Winter ended, as did life, with the final snow. My organs gave up; no strength; no reason A small drift of snow below my nostril was melted by warm blood My Eyelids tucked their pupils to bed Breathless, then dead.