Kit Kelen #1042 - glacier poem

1042

glacier poem 

 

glows blue

in its under ice

keeps its own cloud

once carved

the poem grinds bones all night

once snow has piled or since

the poem moves ahead

and it slips back, contracts

a helicopter lands on the poem

but the people are quickly gone

locked up

someone fell in to the poem

and like out of the whale

blue veined

emerged perfectly preserved

if pale

someone slept so far

and never noticed that the age was over

ideas like this pack down

like a sky makes snow

grinds hearts to dust

a poem slows to time past

makes gravel

fluorescent

flows like glass

but faster

milk goes from here

to the nearest dairy

just a glimpse left

when the ice flowed sky high over our heads

and ten ks out past where the coast is now

there was no one to see it

to take its picture

to make its poem then