Posted by: Linda B | February 6, 2010

not of this world

In most places an icicle is just an icicle.
But let me warn you about one that isn’t.
An Icicle in image, but an alien in nature,
Twinkling eyes of evil, killing intentions.
Dripping on the victim’s soul with no sound.
Draining through the skin like water drops.
Freezing its victim from the inside out.
Slipping out through the last breath taken,
Returning to glisten, drawing another closer.
Beware of the frozen beauty of the Icicle.
Its rainbow colours is its only warning.
Sometimes an icicle is not of this world.

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