Artificial Ice Age

Artificial Ice Age

An artificial ice age inched slowly forward
its frosted covering glistening hardcore
a calculated hardness fighting, pushing
firmly
into the very guts of man.

rough-hew glacial peaks frame landscapes,
denude the heady glow of summer nights
and stealthily erode the lapping rays

leisurely
efficiently

as hoar frost submits to raw unnatural nature
and life forms are extinguished under incivil gains.
Starved numbness wins
as this ice age straddles its unsuspecting.
Pray.

Scooping hearts into sub-zero temperatures
an anti-dark garners force, feeding fireworks to a chill wind
this ravager of man, light thief
leaves her
asphyxiating in cold mist fumes

surveying the scene, feeling the pinch,
barely seeing
but fully knowing
that all she will ever know
is nothing precious at all.