A Melted Glacier

The Ice Cube loafs

Drifting on my fish tank

Cruising, a fish across the sea

An ant glides gently around the glacier

The fish slice through the cool blue waters

Birds chirp outside the window

Calling to their aquatic friends

A message, a warning, a vile summer ahead

A blazing fire to end the cool

The tank - a kettle, a boiling pool

The fish are dying, the ice is melting

Humid winds, dry the ice 

The ants are choking, the fish are gasping

Despite the window close

An AC not enough for those

Who die in agony amongst the heat

All the ants drown, and all the fish boil

The ice has dissolved to nothing less than a liquid

While at my fish’s funeral, the ice has died alone

The tank has overflowed, the tank overlooked