"Cold is The Fear of Never Being Warm Again" Paul Auster

Can I live beyond
the slightest chill
Stay out under the sky
long enough
to know my place
stay standing long enough
to feel the earth
soon they'll be stars
I'll have to wish
for whats tugging on my chin
to cut the string and I would be
a puppet on the floor
I only loved you once
I only loved you once
I must have known that one
thing
Now all I know is nothing
But strings pulling me where
love once was
where rope as thick as an ocean's pull
kept a galleon from obscurity
strong hemp wider than five sailors arms
courage and will and animal instinct
not mental string not tugging on my skin
but pulling the whole boat