ice walk: stories from awakeville

brittle splitting
of frozen crystals

spider veins
radiate outward
jagged, wild

no one to fall through
the thinned ice today

the ice splits
nonetheless

some weight
made the ice split

whose ?

who hears
the brittle snapping
all around
so far
from the lake shore ?

death waits
barely
one more instant
as the rotten ice
gives way

I have been through this before

I didn’t survive

wtf ?

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stories from awakeville are chunks of free verse
focused on post awakening inner experience

Image from here.

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