I am a shadow crossing ice I am rusting knife in the water I am pear tree bitten by frost I uphold the mountain with my hand My feet are cut by glass I walk in the windy forest after dark I am wrapped in a gold cloud I whistle thru my teeth I lose my hat My eyes are fed to eagles & my jaw is locked with silver wire I have burned often and my bones are soup I am stone giant statue on a cliff I am mad as a blizzard I stare out of broken cupboards