Laying on Ice
Trying to feel more than the cold.
I breath in breath out,
It’s the only sound I can hear,
The sound of the world.
A quiet death’s taken the air.
It’s a pale white aloneness
That hovers like smoke.
I breath in breath out,
The breath of the world.
Everything that touches me,
I touch.
All of this life,
All of this pain,
I feel it hurt.
This slow ache of sorrow
In our shared aloneness
Is a changing horizon,
A world’s revelation.
The things that will happen
Will shatter belief.
I’m in the air,
Invading the world,
Trying to make sense
of what I cannot see.
Laying on Ice
Beautifully frail,
Just as is life…
Beautifully frail…
Laying On Ice…
With my face towards the sky,
I keep seeing through blindness,
Seeing how long I’ve been frozen inside.
I breath in breath out
And feel the breath of the world.
There are things that I’ve touched
That I never felt.
Ways that I’m bound
Without being held.
Everything I touch touches me,
All that I’ve loved,
All I’ve destroyed,
All this decay,
All of these deaths,
All of these lives
That I’ll never mourn.
I’m laying on ice
That melts into blood.
I melt into sky,
Same sky as your breath.
I breath in breath out,
The only sound I can hear.
Preserving myself,
Frozen inside,
Laying on ice,
Beautifully frail,
Just as is life.
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