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One step forward -
the earth creaks,
like floorboards of frost
and mountaintops -
no sheer drop in sight,
though below it whispers.
No chill winds here -
only slow breaths
arrhythmic to the pulse
that surges through the mind,
like broken flies
and TVs -
crackling.
Tap-tap-tap
the sound of digits
against the dying sky -
a crack spreads
tears
feasts upon
- A reflection,
not of frozen earth
or snow-coated tips
but - the endless sea
in sight.
It whispers.
A sheer drop
as the sun rises
with millions -
of stars
and specks
and motes -
that dance across the surface,
reaching out
while the waves grow silent.
One step forward -
the waters ascend
grand hands that stretch
and reach
and fail
longing only to embrace
that one little hope,
and it burns
turns into white steam
and fear
and ash.
And here I float
atop floorboards of melting frost,
a stranger in my own skin
and mind
and being.
No lines to be drawn
but white silence,
like mist that cradles flesh
and mends bones and body
- not mine
for I haven't one
- and in this hope
stillness comes
and, eternal, the thought arrives
unbidden;
no reflection -
for there isn't one -
and, eternal, the thought arrives
unbidden;
one step forward -
and two steps back -
and, eternal, the thought arrives
unbidden.
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