Houses creak under
	the stomps of feet
		kids that throw tantrums
			in front of father and mother
				the baby sitter too
ten feet of snow
	steadely grow
		above human reason
			cries tear through each other
				shaters glass windows
rescue workers can't
	look into the floor boards
		need to find another way
			maybe an axe might help
				into the night
see the complete picture
	before it's too late
		or at least be quite
			for several thousand years
				while the darkness pours in.