girlcatx

i'm full of spicey chicken. i want creature comforts.

sleep was long long and deep. i dreamt i was buffy. but cuter, and me. i like hibernation. sometimes i wish i could live in dreams. i only saw a few hours of daylight today. the cold has come in again.

found some words i wrote a few weeks ago:

in bed with
cold feet
bony fingers beginning
to discover
winter's teeth,
gnawing bit by
bite
between the hills of my
knuckles.
this thin skin
cracking,
drawing taut and dry.

if i'm cold enough
will this fragile skin-shell
split?
my tender insides
heart
blood
bones
come spilling at your feet?

with days shortening
darkness drawing more breaths
before dawn,
i try to keep faith
in the memory
of warmth.


* next entry: haiku haiku!!!