Frostbite

In your mind
the snow,
falls,
gracefully
but within your
picturesque fantasy
you also feel no cold

do not fool yourself

and in your mind
dawn is
the honest
but you forget
the gruelling hunger
that curses your soul

no milk or sugar please
I do not wish
to be fooled
with fantasies of grandeur

I want my truth true,

bitter and black