To be frozen in busy inactivity
Frenetic quivering icicles
Not quite blocking the view of
What we can not do (but should)
Is horrible.
The ice keeps crazing cracking
Trying to release us to our tasks
And frantically we patch the cracks
We pour a little water - freeze! freeze!
And try to keep our gaze averted
From What We Are Not Doing.
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