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Sep 2023
I do not stomp  
nor lightly tread  
just walk  
out onto thin ice  

there, you stand  
waiting  
soft cracks spread  
beneath your sturdy stool  
but I kick it away  
to leave you hanging  

my chilling indifference  
reflected in the ice  
playing  
quick to drop you  
on a yo-yo string  

wearing your coat
all year in my winter
while you belonged
under the sun  
on solid ground

I'll stay cold  
lying beside you  
you will linger
without covers
wearing thin
freezing next to me  
until you slip  
into a frozen sheet  

then I'll rise to walk  
on what you've become  

the thin ice  
cracking  
beneath my careless steps
Written by
Jessica Wheeler  F
(F)   
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