[Espy]

Cold again.
Burning, icy cold.
Down my throat I pour molten gold
Try to thaw the searing glacier
Creeping upwards
Ever upwards
Leisurely
Without a care in the world.
Skin shattering,
Shimmering shard-like,
Crystalline remnants crumbling
Cutting into corrupted veins.
Jaws frozen
Half open,
Turgid tongue testament
To words unspoken,
Ravaged by ringlets
Of fierce frostbitten flames.
And the essence that emerges,
Those frigid fires gone astray,
Surging forth, consuming, razing,
Not what I meant to say.

edit: hopefully slightly less jarring.