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Ice Mutations and Medium Burns

like
every grain of sand on
an imaginary beach
everything
i’ve ever known feels
so out of reach
so close & yet
so far
once more unto the breach
but
my shoes are still not too tight to dance

jumping off the cliffs into
a dreamtastic sea
pursued by shadows
dusty rooms
a lonely place to be
reduced
to absolute zero
a frozen heartless plea
but my shoes
are still not too tight to dance

an apple split in two
a sharpened knife
a worm inside that wriggles
through all time & space
washed against the tide
& we sing a sad song
far & wide
far & wide
but
my shoes are still not
too tight to dance

sometimes i’m like the snowman
cold & soft & melting
fast
sometimes i’m like the pyramids
hard & lost to a distant past
sometimes i’m like
a sinking ship
torn sails & broken mast
but
my shoes
are still
not too tight
to dance

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Posted on January 20, 2016 by Josh. This entry was posted in poetry. Bookmark the permalink.
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