The Agony of the Thaw

It’s so cryptic
HYdrogen Oxygen
Lipstick stains
Lovers Pains
The Waters Anew
Spoken Soul in Silica 
Frozen 
Waiting for glaciers 
In galactic rows
As woken snows
Tell the Story once again
Full Circle 
AnArctic miracle
Of Man’s majestic 
Game
Stone Record Keepers
Hold the forms
Shame and storms
In cells and deoxy-
Rib-oh…..of Atoms Eve
Twist into mystery
Again
It’s so cryptic
The Mother is made of
Soul…..Matter Maid
Of Soil
Patterns playing 
In Paters  Pole
As Papas role is
Two Die
Diced in wiFi
Spliced in techno skies. 

CLJ 6-6-22