SPLIT ICE

Blue vane, white lake, something knocks under my skates.
Once, twice, crack it wide.
The ice has teeth under my feet.
The ice has teeth, it bites through me.
Teeth, teeth, under me.
One crack, both boots freeze.
Black water climbs my knees.
Three, four, ice no more.
The ice has teeth under my feet.
The ice has teeth, now it can breathe.
Teeth, teeth, teeth.