Flash forward
Flash flooding
Fast waters rising
People lying
About the coming storm
Say cold is warm
Break the frozen
Shattering like
Already broken
Mirrors,
Let them
break again
I am not
A soft statue
I am marble
Worn and sanded
Smooth sides branded
With age lines
With life’s weariness
I am furious
Ready to snap
But I am already cracked
And the flood waters
Run over me
Around and in me
Slowly eroding
Everything I am