not anymore
the birds sing
they watch, muted
as spring remains frozen, icicles clinging the leaf tips,
icicles of spring
cold, hard, unmelting, rock solid
a lump of water, forgotten, dried
like tears, forgotten
like someone had been sad long time back
but forgot to cry
like someone had that lump in the throat
a lump, swallowed and not mentioned
and inside, it lumped into ice, into icicles
cold, hard, unmelting, rock solid
not anymore
the birds sing
they keep watching, in mute!
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