Thursday, November 29, 2007

BENEATH THE ICE

When you find the sun

Tell me where I can go for

So long now I've been too cold

Deep inside ruffled curtains of frost

Just below the sharp edge of insanity

Banging at the ice to break free

My face under tinted glass with mouth gasping for breath

Words form white clouds and percolate more snow

Warmth has left me

When you find the sun

Tell me where I can go for

So long now I've been so cold

Hands pressed to the surface

Over which the feet of skaters dance

Merrily chasing figure eights

When you find out where the sun has gone

Could you bring me some

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