identity
IDENTITY
In just ice I dwell.
Pure. Cold.
Citizen in Dante's inferno, perhaps I think.
Maybe I am not what I think
I am. But dead I
never know
a lie from a truth.
Oh, hell,
so what? I am in
just ice
and caught you neatly in my trap.
Jerry W. Ward, Jr. February
12, 2019
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