One Day the Wolf will Devour the Moon

A storm of horses adorned with tears

the breath of Northern seas

the eye-rolling fates

this permanent twilight

of smothering snow

of glaring reflections

winter's teeth are left hanging on the eaves

icy fangs

froth frozen

stars too far to melt

thorns guarding no flowers

wolves lullaby the moon

life is so long

sit by the fire

gently fall to sleep