winter


there are glimpses of insight
that never leave you anything
but cold,
to the depths of your soul.
exposed,
like flesh shaved off bone.

a turn of phrase,
that echoes with a sinister sound.
a flat, greyscale reflection
in the eye of someone
to whom you are invisible.
the brittle silver steel
and bright empty stare
of a treacherous smile.
they remain inside you
these moments of ice,
those triggers,
those fears,
that you don’t
forgive
and forget.

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