melt away
by Tim Reed
melt, melt away
snows upon the mountain
shabby lines and ink
drifts of notices and obligations
all your lifeless leaves - they leave me cold as ice
melt, melt away
snows upon the plain
your icy kiss of word and phrase
arctic floes of concept and response
I do not marvel at your tawdry appeal
melt, melt away
snows upon my life
endless blizzard of tickertape and bills
mountains of paper
who can survive your cold specificity?
melt, melt away
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