fugue

the sweetest sleep
is found
in winter’s den
as the heart slows
to near death
on icy morphine
numbing
day’s tooth ache

as blood chills
to chrysalis
and snow’s counterpane
cuddles soft lies
in its sad song
lulling to death
uprooted longings
to forget for now
under snow’s
fugue state.

Renuka Mendis, Toronto, January 14, 2015

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