Your frown's like ice

Cold Norwegian Fish

Your brow furrows when I ask if . . .

Prior commitments can't be helped

Lost icicles in the haze bring me back

And I just dream I'm Sandy Koufax

winning the big one for you

And maybe you'll love me then

but

Cold Norwegian fish eyes tell

the story

Lost icicles down my back

A fist on my chest

Wasting time like sand

Like running water

Like mackerel

Like eels