Floe

I, the ice
Clutching the tree
I, the devourer
Of time and beauty
I bleed your ears
With sirens' and seers'
Deafening cries
Green fairy trapped in the glass
Struggles, tries to catch the rim
Slips down then drowns
As i flee ether moons
I spit on opiate fumes
And dreams
Lurking in shadow of a doubt
I feel the gnawing plague
That stands slowly
In backwash waves
I wait for a crack in the floe
Across dusty fields
Under stones and ruins
Crushed by fear
And cascading bodies
I will try to wake
Lest i forget
Remind me one day
The beauty in me
Along arcades of ice
And statues gleaming
Behind granite mask
And alabaster skin
I’ll lose myself again
Among hundreds of trees
But forgive someday
The steely floe within