Garage

I can't go on. I will go on.   
-Samuel Beckett-


The look of a frozen lake
No stones to hit the water

Big stones we know
they can break the ice

Big men, no men at all

Hearts are lost in a very cold sea

I wait minute by minute
to catch a glimpse
of what is lost in beauty

The shape of the ice
losing the white
and becoming tears of blue


A Heart lost in a very cold sea