frozen river crossing when pissed
I'm on a dare!
one foot testing cautiously
then the other
I'm standing on the iced crust
there is a dark churning beneath the glassy plating
but hey! who gives a fuck!?
Come back here! a voice rings out from behind.Too late
I'm a couple of metres out now and the dare must continue
despite the creaking,despite the signs of fracture
or my knowing that at any moment
there could be an opening up
tipping me into a black hole of water
come back here! the voice repeats
but the rigidity assures and the cheering boozey crowd on the opposite bank
are egging me on all the more
yeah! I can do this!
though my intoxication has helped me win the bet
tomorrow will find me reeling
from my stupid stupored mockery of death.