Kristallnacht

I'm losing my grip as I'm
Losing my fingers.
Succumb to the cold
Refrigerated digits.

Memories iced over,
Pierced and frostbitten.
Skin flakes and cracks like
Aging thoughts and wistful
Patterns; delusion sets in.
It won't stop.
It won't stop.
It won't...

Tissue burning shut.
Holding onto fiction
And little fact.
Keeping sane.
Holding on with
Broken fingers and I'm
Going under.

Glimpses of a
Touch of red
Over blinding white.

You can't dance alone
Forever
In the dark
In the cold
In the untold
Unraveled and unknown.

Riding the
Dark horse
Across the
Stretch of
Cobbled streets
And broken windows.
Shattered
Glass made a
Mural sparkling
In the moonlight
So beautifully.

But
Why am I so
Cold?