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
Copyright © Tom H. | Year Posted 2014
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