Under Ice

It’s wonderful
Everywhere, so white
The river has frozen over
Not a soul on the ice
Only me skating fast
I’m speeding past trees,
Leaving little lines in the ice,
Splitting, splitting sound,
Silver heels spitting, spitting snow

There’s something moving
Under, under the ice,
Moving under ice,
Through water,
Trying to get out of the cold water
"it’s me"
Something, someone--help them
"it’s me"

(Kate Busch)