Treasure Island

Alexander Bourque


Sea


I like to watch the ceilings grow
And bury myself out in the snow
I let the ice stick to my hair
and hope that no one meets me there
If I should slip and fall into
the freezing water, dark and blue
don’t pull me out, I’d like to be
an icicle inside the sea

Submitted: Sunday, October 20, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 22, 2013

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