Crystal Tears

why do tears burn 

hot

they should travel

over my face 

like ice

falling within the 

freezer drawer

sounding like 

hammers singing 

in the dark

of the mine

I haven’t cried

all year, the crystal

tears are piling 

in me like forgotten 

diamonds 

behind my eyes

I’m filling up

no wonder

I can stay 

in a rage 

with white hot

pearls of anger

laid in their heaps

everywhere 

I touch