Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Winter soldiers

I buckle under an icy grip
As the city clears
Pins in my chest
With each breath
Blood flow slows
To my frostbit heart
I watch the winter soldiers
March down the streets
I want to retreat
But I’m frozen in fear
If I surrender to this war
And try not to blink
Could I pass for a statue
Safe from their terror
Until the spring?

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