Ascending Black Staircase

The edge of the ice cutting me to pieces

The clean air frozen of the streets white above 

In hotel rooms, in skyscrapers, the glass bound walls

Till blue of the face and slow circulating blood

Warm you my heart, vibrations felt, the quiet

To seem so enchanted, so sparkling snowflakes

Drifter spirit, weightless, you may have it for nothing

Only keep your damn forgiveness from the former of me

Glass staircase, black staircase, a light step on thee.