The Cold

By Will Kittler

Ever-present
A constant in the world
Taking control
Leaving us writhing in
The darkness
My body squirms
As the cold surrounds me
Defeating warmth
In the battle for eternal dominance

Now, Heat must leave
A good friend, but no longer
Cold has been stuck here
Like a kite in a tree
But he has come
The cold has committed genocide
Go