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the dangers of ice

In the morning, there are increasingly long periods
where dreams fight for precedence over reality.
Shake it off, but the feeling persists.
We are waiting for the thaw.
"It's practically Spring."
Shhhhhh. Don't set me up for disappointment.
I am not speaking in metaphors.
March is that time of year when
you start to lose it a bit.
When you whisper about taking the plastic off the windows
and walking around hat-free.
But the ground remains resolutely frozen.
Everywhere, icicles of death threaten to impale optimists.

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3.17.2005
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