ice and glass

even on melting ice
i’m still able to stand
even when lightning strikes
glass will be made from sand
i’ll take from it fresh or
salt water, hold it within my hands
bitter, sweet, slipping into
a grey sleep was never
a part of my plans

____
backdated post a day poem for October 5th, 2017

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