sun-beaten days craving shade

and no place to go for shelter

walking on shards of yesterday

want to lay my head down on forever

why, soul curled up on the floor, why

can't I reach solace? it's on the book's

next page, denied a bending low

to take up sweet coolness

why can't I hear you calling

when I've fallen to the ground

as ice runs through my veins

nothing permeates these walls

though I'm looking everywhere

for some hideaway respite

thrown far from whispers of darkness