[So snow falls outside]

So snow falls outside,

So they say I should be happy now.

Success comes sweet at last.

All I want to do is cut you up.

My hands snip snip in the air.

Ha ha ha.

Great things I can destroy,

Look, the sun is dead.

I killed it then, just then.

Inside it was a nothing anyway,

Surprising really how small it was,

How narrow its eyes became,

But I couldn’t stop.

All around me

Noises fell in puddles

Like a building falling

Brick by brick.

I couldn’t make it out.

You were not there,

That’s all I knew,

And now you never are.

Nothing all day nothing

Until a night of nothing following that day.

Sometimes at night I drift.

Small and high up.

With my hands I try and cut the sun.