Sunday, August 2, 2009


An icicle in blistering sunshine,
Drop by drop, melting away,
Yielding slowly with every wave,

But intent on focus,
Defiant in the steady heat,
Not to be felt or reached,
Stock still, wide teary gaze,

Far off and crazed,
Piercing hate into the stifling dark,
Just a lifeless furrow on the surface,
Resigned to an unsavory faith,
Dead, inside and out!

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