things that come and go: poetry of a city

Crevasse

You

made a crevasse in my rock

and took away my geothermal heat

for too long that

I now have a crevasse in my ice.

I

let the water from melted icebergs

fill my crevasse so that

I wouldn't stay hallow

and crash Titanic.

~ Demetria Hardwood

x Guys, how do you interpret this? Tell me about it in the comments! I look forward to hearing your theories!