darlinginvalid

I sat, in the window tonight, with the shutter flung open wide, and the screen absent I perched half way between the inside and the outside and watched from that ledge the trees roaming.
They sway like strange animals on a familiar terrain altered in a chaos carefully calculated by nature.

My toes slowly went numb after bouts of shivering came and went not in synchrony with the gusts of wind.

And in between blinks I caught the glimpses of blindness on the edges of my eyelashes

The cold and the lightning, the rushing hushed sigh inside my chest cavity and in the air around distracts, and with a sigh I let the pain that was creeping up along the pattern carved into my side drown away.