Debra Grace Khattab, Writer & Folksinger

doom is in the silence

(with thanks to Jay Lohner)



as the melt drips between us

the icicles meld with

our hands, our words

the looks on our face

quieted by the frost

of a distant land

far beyond childhood


we have forgotten

snowball plans

from untied down winters

and instead fortified ourselves

with only the background

of a crumbling land

where doom is in the silence

that chills every attempt we make

to touch someone

for warmth



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