An Isolated Ache

A vivid, smoky ache Tendrils of a rugged snake Wispy fangs tear the gut But fire smokes without a cut And out in cold air Ice meets the wary stare No red can mark the skin The heat resides within Outside so cold and lost Huddle up and warm the frost Their wary eyes cool and sharp Hide under thickened tarp Cuddle up and hug your scars Share light with just the stars And beside the ill lit moon We’ll learn to hide our wound