Saturday, June 13, 2009

Ice-floe

Feeling you as an ice-floe
you began with a break
going on to continuously
tear at me not stopping
until I was red

I can't remember
my skin not aching
for validation
as though your frost
were the word

please touch me again
or else I am useless

There is some killing 
occurring a continuum
I've staked too much
in ice

I wanted to move you
to tears   my body
to break the flow
some divergence 
you'd need me

Why can't you ache
like I'm spanning
too long and too wide

You hold your ground and
simultaneously move me
to shreds

I don't want it
anymore 

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