Allison Crowe Crayon & Ink
The Arctic surrounded my cold wooden room
I don't think I've ever felt so warm
these waters brought back to me
what I reluctantly believed
and I watched as the 4 corners gave way
to the ice and the life and the death
and the warmth
and they were all joined together
In that one instant I could
feel you crushing me
but I didn't want to remember what it felt like
to be alive
and still feel so cold
in crayon and ink
what I understood the least
were these words not spoken
out of fear of the law
or self sacrifice
and I never thought that confirmation
would come in to play
and these words were never going to be on
the tip of your tongue
and I was locked in a place
that I'd never seen before
without windows but
with curtains hanging on the walls
and I was forced to believe
all I had
I had to self-deprivate
and I was proved wrong
when you came back
in a room filled with nothing
this table looked away from me
a kick to your foot and a twist of your head
and I saw that you were afraid
but if you think that I was just being cold
you don't know how scared I was
in crayon and ink
what I understood the least
were these words not spoken
out of fear of the law
or self sacrifice
and I never thought that confirmation
would come in to play
and these words were never going to be on
the tip of your...
