21 October 2010

The Night Shivers

warm and safe
behind a pane of glass
I watch the night shiver

and gold-plated leaves
grasping at life
tremble on black limbs

smoke from a chimney
sends shimmers
into the dark sky

stars wink in and out
trick birthday candles
for the next breath

I shiver
behind my pane of glass
grasping at life.

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