Under ice

The sky was dark gray
like the mind of gods
bent on ending

The boy moved under
the ice and sought
hellfire for warmth

No one could hear
as the icy water
slipped over

He was rescued that day
but part of me
continues to be

buried there
looking up forever
from under ice
at the dark
gray
sky

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