Ice Age

You fool, my love doesn’t disappear nor the sun
Mountains don’t crumble in a day
Your heart is an ice age
Look what you’ve done

My love, I must depart this tundra
Your soul is frigid carving doubt
I’ll barely even make it out
This ice is falling under

Look fool how worn’s the tether
It’s one or the other
I cannot be her
Fuck this weather

Tether cut. So bye.

© Delia Ross. 2020