only

.


i called out
but nothing moved

no sound
just silence screaming
as if i had become
ice

my tears were
flashes of light
fire flies
dripping green
from my miserable eyes

there some latent fungus
sprung to life
from the dampness
of my sorrow

still mostly frozen
i can't feel
all the stabs
of frigid indifference

i only find
an appropriate pose
and let the frost
encase me

i watch
like an icicle
patiently dripping
firmly affixed
on a frozen edge



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