Dilated

It's dark
Eyes open wide
Pupils swallowing colour into their giant black discs
Searching for that one look
That will imprint on the consciousness

This dilated perspective is skewed

And I'm no longer able to judge

But I don't want to.  Can you?

Buzz

I'm lying awake and buzzing
And enjoying the buzz

My mind a frenzy of ideas
Plans
Fragments of thoughts
Like an old roadmap
Teeming with details
Missing the critical updates

Let's go old school
Travel by wing
Search for the sweetest nectar

I know where to look

Lines

I'm going to draw a few
But not where you expect

Ice

This medium
is perfect.
It Preserves
Enchants
Mesmerises
With every slight movement it draws us in
And pushes imperceptibly closer
Tightening around us
And before we can bail, it's towering above us
Locking in electric blue
Rocking slowly
Showing off it's untapped power

And there is no way out
But we're moving
Towards the thaw