Ice Cold

Run it back, boys

It's didactic

It's white noise

Counteractive

We say the same thing

Yet we argue

Some pendulum swings

To an ambivalent muse

A rusted-out sign

Jesus loves you

Landmark of mine

I drill it into

Some folktale

I'm keeping alive

While the curtain falls

Dramatic demise

And I might fall in love with

The next story I'm told

But I'll never have another

Burning hot

Coursing through me

This is water

It's blood loss

Call it a gamble

Or a tightrope walk

You show your face

Keep your eyes shut

Call your own fouls

Cheat your own gut

If I'm losing touch with

Everything I once held

I wouldn't think much of it

Run on fumes

Abide by nothing

I might have it out with

The next person I see

But I'll never have another

Burning hot

I run ice cold

I run ice cold

I run ice cold