cold enough to freeze . winter creates a surface . not safe to walk on
a river’s surface . does not reveal the story . of its true power
on a calm surface . everything else becomes . just an afterthought
when we see someone we first see our reflection not what’s underneath
cracks in the surface can be fixed, but the problem is still underneath
we see the surface but can only imagine the chaos beneath
in the calm surface we see our world reflected and not the surface
the surface tension in telling its own story hides what lies beneath
all that we can see no matter what else we know is all we can prove
if all we can see is the surface, then that is the story we’re told