swaying in chilled breeze
gusts of breath tug and pull
inhales of crisp frost
exhales of used promises
drawn from deep crevices
beneath the secrets that I keep
stacked atop the stories untold
sandwiched between the lessons unwritten

iris locked in iris
I take another draw
filling crooked cavities
drowning out silent screams
feel the swollen pull of ripping seams
popping...