Cold Chokehold

The sky is an avalanche,
a million ton coffin.
In a heartbeat,
I'll be buried like a branch.

The forceful weight of dome
is a suffocating slope.
How perilous,
the shifting pathway home.

6 responses to “Cold Chokehold”

Tom

Very powerful imagery of an overcast day. 🙂

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you, Tom. It just looked so heavy yesterday and ominous as well.
  
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Ana Daksina

Nicely done 👌✨

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you. It’s nice when an image and a song just sort of grab you.
  
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Michele Lee

All praise the Queen of Metaphor! Fantastic, K. Love the many interpretations of the last two lines. 👏🏻

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1. K.F. Hartless
  
  Thank you so much, Michele. The sky was surely going to fall yesterday, and I was all ready to be the first Chicken Little. Your words give me wings. 🪽
  
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