a crowd out on the street
with torches
and
clubs,
they're screaming, chanting,
abolish ice,
abolish ice.
it's a wild and vocal mob
with painted
faces,
blue hair and nose rings.
they shout,
down with ice,
no more
ice,
melt the ice.
i run to the freezer
to see how much ice i have
in the fridge.
four trays full.
but maybe i need more.
i should run down to 7-11 for
one of those 20 pound bags
but it's too dangerous
out there.
i lock the door,
close the curtains and
pull the shades down.
i put more
ice trays in the ice box.
i fill up all the bowls
i can find,
with water.
the world has gone
butt crazy,
i think as i clink around
my two
cubes of ice
in a splash of vodka and tonic.
with a slice of lime.
i can't live in a world without
ice.

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