Black Ice

2 Cars in search of a crash
Jump red lights
On nights,
When black ice
Holds the heart in a vice-like grip.

Girls trip
On heels to high
For walking.
Tongues are talking,
“They are prisoners of their own making”.
Much head shaking.

Vehicles collide and slide
Down the embankment towards the river of unmindfulness
Where those who drink
Into forgetfulness sink
And remember not
That it is their lot
To constantly pay
the ferryman Who carries their soul away.

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The purpose of this blog is to showcase my writing (gosh that sounds pompous but it isn't meant to be, honestly)! Thus far I have published two ebooks on Amazon, "Samantha", which can be found here and "The First Time" which can be found here For further information on this and the other titles which I'll be publishing over the coming months please explore my blog. As new titles are published they will appear here. I hope you enjoy reading my blog and my books.

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