ICE

One of a set of four pieces that attempt to express an element as a mindset.

ICE

A steel thought shatters into verbal shrapnel, expelled on an angry tsunami of liquid nitrogen. Taunts for attention thwart warm affection. Suddenly, I am a frightened kitten cowering beneath the descending black boot of the shadow clad goddess of agony. I attempt to strike back, but you’ve evaporated.

You watch your prey thrash for life from safe, touchless distances. Slit throats with the fluid strokes of calloused fingertips. Soulless clock faces vomit frigid figures into a dead meat world. Laughter flies from the spooky wood like a splash of frightened blackbirds.I see the water in your eyes go still; stagnant as dammed bile. Lip corners curl the wicked smile. A trigger finger twitches from somewhere hidden and hopeless. The sniper blast is hollow; naked. The stars burn out. The world becomes an echo of a morgue.

I fall. I fail. Icy wings refuse to pull up from a missile dive into wormy dirt. The dead never rise; just lie in wait of rot

Cubes in my whisky sculpt your blasphemous name. I am slain. Cold at every layer. I have become a bloodshot reflection of you. An agent of widespread contagion. A lie with a pulse.

You’ve healed me of my humanity, and loosed my rage upon the meek. I am wholly broken. I am a hole beneath the fallen leaves, waiting to swallow lost sheep by the herd.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful and good words.
"You’ve healed me of my humanity, and loosed my rage upon the meek. I am wholly broken. I am a hole beneath the fallen leaves, waiting to swallow lost sheep by the herd."
I enjoyed the complete tale and the above lines were amazing. Left the reader with visions and thoughts. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote