winter's whiteness clung to your graceful cadence
the only thing military about it was
the way it tore me down inside
there are angels with less elegance
whatever dressed your feet i failed to see
distracted by all the fine lines between ankle and thigh
how wondrously the whiteness bled into the hem of
whatever you were wearing
i am just a shadow burning through the hallway
who are you? who are you?
nemo sum
nemo sum