CORE

CORE

So, you
fail to
recognize me

swear by all
that is holy
never to have
been
here before

have, hear this!,
never ventured out
into these deep drifts
wandered
dream like, death like,
across
    this
        white, white,
whitest
blanketing space

burned by
the Sun as
   crazy light just has
to insist upon it

that stark simple
so far away Sun

focused and
reflected off
the ice, the snow,

yet
    at your
life limit

frozen
to the core
(couldn’t
   ask for more).