Ice Dreams (with Recipe for Oblivion)
The past is a glacier
Insomnia: Global Warming
There we are
floating through the Gulf Stream
in the backseat of that car
The past is an ice cube
Remembrance: the sun
There you are
like an insect trapped in amber
waiting to be swallowed
on the playground after dark
The past is a blizzard
Secrets: black ice
Here we go
let go of the [...]