Melt Down

iceCube
Heated fibers
cry out for
icy cubes of time
that will mollify
chaotic thoughts
cool heat maddening
as I wrestle
to keep mind
afloat, disengaged,
from
disintegrating
perfidious
pigheaded
body that
will neither
quit moaning
nor finally
repose still as
a rocked baby
meanwhile
ice cubes
melt in hot
palms and
coolness
becomes an
evaporated
memory~

*image is from Google*

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