The icy claw

The icy claw is not a fear of love,
so much as fear of 'love''s agenda.

When only have we received it
within some emotional 'commerce',
when only has love been conditional,
then, of course, of course, it is icy,
a glacier of the system,
our inner cistern …

it grips the sinews of our heart so bright,
it takes the pain so tight,
we cannot think,
we cannot think.

We cannot breathe
all that makes us want delight.