Would you do me the favor of burying me in the ice?
Tuck me to bed, just for tonight, under this sheet of
Ice and snow and barren, arctic nothingness, won't you?
.
Please, slide me into some cave liable to freeze shut,
And let my bones join the rigid structure of water,
Pressing, crushing, laying down all atop me.
.
I want to sleep crowned in ice with a dress of it too.
Slippers of blue and diamonds sleeping around a throat
Bared to the cold hands of time and glacier alike.
.
Slide me into some pretty crevasse, dark blue,
With a bouquet of snow flowers and mistletoe
And let the the gravity of the glacier do the rest.
About the Creator
Silver Daux
Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.
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Comments (3)
Beautiful, but tragic ask here. Also, this is the one that made me notice your TikTok in your bio. You got another follower out of me.
great imagery here. an icy sleeping beauty.
You make being encased in ice sound desirable! A beautiful ice sculpture.