Isolation

Liquid glitters
and winks
with diamond light
jock-o-lanterns
waving and urging
us on.

Black water call

deep in bones
where marrow
sucks and flows
the ache
beyond inadequate descriptives
of cold and frozen

Shed outer garments crisp
with frost
self conscious murmurs
echo from the too sharp
colour of a grassy bank.

Skin dimples
and retracts
stretching tight
on bone framed
shock

We dive
the disruption
a perfect symmetry

stroking together
alone.