Breaking the ice

Frost covered brick, like glacé cherries,

take a bite, lose your teeth.

Cities grow faster than trees,

amid once green fields.

Lungs become like fragile glass,

splintering with breath.

Clouds released from lips,

smoking crowded air.

Men posture at the platform,

shapes of desperation,

longing to crumple into dirtied,

patterned seats.

Thick soled shoes slip

where ice fills holes in concrete.

Blood swirls; raspberries and cream.

Sweet heat, melting hard hearts.

Lifeless saplings overhead, reach out,

claws through fading vision.

Grey to black, stars speckling

the cover.