Monday 8 February 2010

varieties of ice

the marble effect of water glass
creates a sheet between me and thee,
as layer upon layer of cracked thought
becomes more opaque.

yes i'm crunching on a love
that's been creaking for days,
encasing grass and stopping streams.

why do we burn back the beautiful heather
and what is wrong with my curiosity?

i say tread on every puddle of ice to see if
it breaks. test it with a toe, jump on it
and downright kick it.

i still want to do this
like a 12 year old.

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