These Winter Weeds, They Come Alive (Trijan Refrain)

These winter weeds, they come alive and seep in through my pores, they dig through flesh, they dwell inside and multiply by scores. As vines lay bare 'round garden run I curse the weakness of the sun as vines lay bare as vines lay bare infectious shivers come undone. These winter weeds, they come alive and stretch from dusk to dawn- perennial shadows, how they thrive o'er achromatic yawns. They breach my skin and stalk my bones unearthing every warmth I've known They breach my skin, they breach my skin and fall from eyes o'er all I own. These winter weeds, they come alive like worms that tunnel light. I mourn all that could not survive the hunger of the night; it grows upon the hollowness of sunshine steeped in sallowness it grows upon it grows upon depressions empty, fallowness.