-34°C
outside

inside
the body leans
toward fire

birch
opens
its long-kept sun

heat
takes my legs
in hand

polar wool
reaches
for flame

the house
is measured
by paws
and silence

siblings
silver
miraculous

fire:
matter
that has crossed
space
without breath

grown slow
in white trunks

released
contained
murmuring

click
crackle
flicker

laws of warmth
laws of staying alive
under stars

eyes
enter the dance

ears
lose their way
on iron stage

fire
thinks

time
is made

a book is lifted
the human
remains ambiguous

I am not reading

I am being survived
by flame
by dream

cold
presses close

space
circles the house

persuasive

eternally
void