Coffee Icebergs
I watch them melt
imagining the arctic
slowly melting into the sea
until there is nothing
left of ice worthiness.
I guess I'll suffer with hot coffee.
SKB
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Copyright © Sheila Kathryn Barrera | Year Posted 2008
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