Chilled to The Bone

Cold! A hoarse voice screeched.
Cold! It croaked....

Thud..thud...thud. Hands badgering against the cold surface.
A frozen imprisonment. Alone, desperate in the cold. Frantic glazed eyes and frazzeled short ends.

Stiff clothes with icicles so clear, dangled from threads end in fear. Parched hues of glacier blue cheeks. Fell from the quivering rays, with light high above. Ghastly features an crystals facial mask.

Thud!
Ah? that was the body...
A scarlet river pooled from it's withered host. The cut of a high head, stemmed by the chills. And the crackling hassle of another carcass fell, as many before..

Chilled to The bone...in underworlds murky stone well.

A test?

The bell, summons you toward today's test.
You feel the shivers slither around your body,
Your belly takes a few roller coaster rides.

Then suddenly heat!? Why heat.....why these salty droplets
Silence, meager papers and pencils passed around.

Turn your papers begin!

That dragon of a professor says...

A nervous hand against the paper, your pencil... It wriggles in discomfort, Doesn't it....

Your mind suddenly reaches an empty box,
Wait now...someone?

Is closing the box, no this heavy substance..
is the feared iron blanket.

Oh indeed, coming closer and nearer.
This is it....blank and off topic

Times up!

The World

This oh so peculiar world
Is crumbling beneath our feet
Safely chained to our desks, we are....

Our safe northern motherland
Hidden among the shadows
Indeed, the crumbling news
Of catastrophes well documented

Rattling chains keep us at bay
Why? Because....one day this world
Will be ours to rule, just then.

We can break such chains of cold truths...

Wet Grave

Wet grave

Sinking....Floating....
Another body. Like me?
Sinking down into the darkness
A welcoming darkness

My breath is fading out of existence
My body can no longer defeat the surface
That cold surface, I know all too well

I'm sinking, no longer floating above
It's wet, heavy, and my eyes can now rest

in this fading part of another life