A frostbite hisses through campuses
hailing and inhaling.
Escapes without melting,
halos over, hovers around
flailing and exhaling.
Crystals dangle in pizza boxes,
icicles in chip packets,
hunger satiated to a boiling point.
It doesn't thaw over the laws of phase,
just sublimates on senses.
Taking innocence to a frozen hell.
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Author:
Aman 12 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is about a rampant drug abuse problem.. called DRY ICE.Kids as young as ten do this..Its cheaper than a meal in few countries.
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