The Black-Ice World by Matthew Milia

Out in the night the world freezes
It pleases me only to know
They say in the wilderness Jesus
Felt his moment slow

I’ve stayed inside for a few nights
Been four or five in a row
Outside the teeth when the frost bites
And pretty girls go
So
Slowly

The world’s frigid harshness
Is clear in the darkness
Your soft skin is clearly unwelcome
Your soft heart is part fear and part dumb
But I love you more than I can stomach
And the world’s love is a frozen phantom

Out in the night the world freezes
It teases me outside to go
Silent and sterile the peace is
And deadly it steadily blows