where snow lives

Thu, 06/22/2017 - 02:38 -- wkwc

in the winter of one’s cracking white bones

holding traces of a shivering soul

small crystals biting into the blue fingered ghost

that stays trapped in the chest of a shaking frame


there is a modern remedy for this ancient ache


rip the frozen life from within you with gloved hands

and toss it into the microwave, darling  

three, four minutes in the happy heat waves,

megawatts with yellow purpose  

and you will be good burning

grinning like a madman at the steaming surface

with snow living in your knees  


This poem is about: 
My community



Wow deep as the ocean glimmering with glory one can't help but wonder bout your next poetic story

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