tonite

i am my silhouette-- silent
as orange october leaves lay
on steaming pavement

i am spying
barely hidden behind
winter-bare tree trunks

ankle deep in intermittent snow
uncomfortably wet
painfully cold

i am souring on sweetness
as to be in love seems to require
stronger defenses

i am freezing, but refuse the offer
of a blanket

i am moonlight

i am breath
without peace