Thursday, May 20, 2010

Ice Regions

Into the ice mountains
A frigid piercing chill
That turns the skin blue
And stifles the breath
Deep ice regions with
White towering peaks
Sharp and cold like glass
That defy the grip of a hand
The placement of a foot
No climbing but falling
Whirling, plummeting,
Frozen into rigidity
Stiff bones wrenched and broken
A kind of rigor mortis
While you languish forever
Locked in a cavernous cell of ice

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