lapse beside the window,
which plummet onto a surface
of what may be untouchable
Icicle tears dissipate slowly
behind suspended doors of heartache,
in which his mind falls faster;
he cannot relinquish lurid oppression
perception wanes in sultry winterkill;
his hands are numb... and tattered.
Only sacrificing his innocence to
prove what warmth he needs,
he bled to show existence
he decayed within humble intervals
Counting, shaking, questioning...
his heart remains an icebound light,
ever immobilized, denied essential freedom
Blue snowflakes fall like justified requiem,
sculpting unconditional fever to break this floe
to melt away the permafrost, sleet is cascading
from glare crust to a newfound beating
Run... amble to the unfrozen waters
Wait... halt duration and consume animation
Perceive... contemplate divine abilities
Believe... that I will be right there waiting...
Copyright © Kerri Wineland | Year Posted 2007
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