Bursts of breath freeze in the air.
No answer, no echo.
Shivers curl my toes ’round the stair.
Silent falls each bellow.
And I hate you and I hate me
and I hate the mute world
and I hate speechless society
and I hate each love-forsaken day
that mocks each bitter bleeding gasp
of oxygen unfurled
that rasps my throat with needled grasp
and chokes my life away.