Freezer Burn
Freezer Burn
I’m running out of room
inside the freezer
I swear – I did everything
to please her
Yet somehow I could never
keep her sated
Sadly, I fear, the ending
had been fated
We used to use the ice cubes
as a teaser
now she’s turned to ice
no way to please her
It seemed to me that
she would never melt
so I placed her on the bottom
beneath the smelt
She peers at me
her cold and empty eyes
gazing from behind
past code French fries
I often ponder
just how things would be
if she had felt
that coldness within me
John G. Lawless
10/6/2015
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2015
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