From the first bite of ice
you can feel it spread
pumping easily through a sharded heart
Jack will take your hand
let you learn numbness
the sting of the ice
He'll slow it all down for you
until the ice on the lakes
and rivers
become mirrors
reflecting you back
icicles become prescription lenses
A frozen wasteland
becomes a thousand diamonds
coating trees
this is not death
this is life purified
Jack will take it slow
step
by step
hand in hand
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