One intentional STOMP
A spurred boot slamming onto an iced-over lake
Sadness breaks through me
the cracks begin slowly
reaching their jagged, frozen fingers through my skin
they quicken
Frigid waters rising
I hear a whisper somewhere
Don’t fall in
Don’t fall in
Those waters aren’t meant for swimming
30 seconds til hypothermia sets in
But then, a different voice speaks:
There is no danger here
I reassure The Whisperer
I am the lake.
And The Thing breaking through me
Is only
Letting Life in
Familiar walks around in your favorite, cozy sweats
With a warm, inviting smile on Her face
She has those trustworthy dimples that Charming People have
Familiar gives the best hugs you’ve ever had
But
Familiar is not your friend
She won’t tell you the hugs She’s giving
Are really full of Take
The comfort She is offering has a price like anything
Familiar will hold you your whole life if you let Her
And , oh, what a gift She gives!
But at the end, old and frail, you’ll gaze back up again
She will hold the Life that was yours
No
Familiar is not your friend
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