(NOTE: This was originally written in 1983 and heavily revised)
The earth is cold distant fires burn-- icy arrows pierce my sullen body and the emptiness becomes unbearable. Without her the wind is my enemy and the glowering sky suggests her absence. I seek warmth in my moribund cave thawing my brain with firewater waiting for the alienating glaciers to thaw.
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