always so cold

always so cold

away to the stars stream

the cold boy’s thoughts

feathered on the ice window

hedgehog curled in

bed’s ferryboat riding

the westminster chimes

so dark so dark there

dying down the embers 

creaking stairs

the lonely clock of the cat hours

the creeping of the shadowed moon hours

in that room down there 

while up here there are things

beyond the back of his eyes

he knows that they say

he will be ours

as down the sleep he slips 

to days of pals afoot the boundaries

of a world strung around those

hidden frights 

that they would never declare 

there were 

but the clock is squinting evil

minutes waiting for them there

tonight and every night

and every night there are

the cold shivers 
that ice the cake of dreams 

and their sweet teeth will chatter 

until warmth rises once again 

from his feet to his head among the stars

and tomorrow he promises himself

he will he will kiss the rainbow