written in the scars

when it's as cold as this
ice face melts as the indoors hit
fear fades to joy
under a sun
over snow

unlike the reactions
baked deep into the replicating structures
these are seasons we're talking about
recurrences initiated by spinning

but rather more random
and environmental
but I still haven't translated
the messages inscribed
in liminal stone

passing through a mind
scrambling to identify
what it is