Icicles

On By earthlings305In Poetry and Fiction

So cold
I feel the icicles
Dripping off my arms
The sun won’t touch me
Melt me
Please
I am frozen stiff
And can’t move
I used to be on fire
Burning bright
Flaunting the flames
Dancing in the shower of sparks
And now
Inexplicably
I am ice
And there is no defrost button for life

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