warm conclusions from our coldest memories (with JGR)

i found myself too cold
next to the fire with
my flesh covered in blue
like heating an iceberg,
drop after drop
and in the end realizing
that puddles can not hold up

the worst realization is
that they seep into everything,
unexpectedly. it’s not so easy
to create brittle crystals again,
once they’ve discovered motion.

January 2015 with Jairo Guido Rivera