The Ice Storm

Beat Poetry Or Shakespearean Iambic Pentameter? Why Not Both? We Present To You, The Ice Storm by Max Milano. Performed Live and Filmed In A Real Ice Storm In Truckee, California.

The Ice Storm

A Beat Poem by Max Milano

You Can't Die In An Avalanche

If You're Poor

She Said

But We Won't Die

We Won't Die Tonight

In The Snow

Or In A Flood

We Won't Die

Tonight

I Believe It

She Said

Lost Your Mojo

Where Have You Gone?

We've Driven In Snow

Up Volcanoes

And If A Mudslide Takes Us Out

So Be It

What Can You Do?

I Will Die With You

To The Ends Of The Earth

In Patagonia

With Punk Penguins

in The Ice

And Snow

In A Blizzard

Through All The Storms

Of Antarctica

With Scott's Frozen Corpse

And the Volcanoes Of Costa Rica

Because There's A Coke Head Upstairs

And A Herd Of Elephants

And The Rolling Stones On The Radio

Because I Love You

And Dying With You

In An Ice Storm

Would Be An Honor

An Honor It Would Be

My Love.

The Ice Storm

A Poem In Shakespearean Iambic Pentameter.

By Max Milano

But we shan't die, not tonight, not so.

In snow or flood, we shall survive, trust me.

I feel it in my heart, 'tis sure, I know.

Thy mojo's gone, where hath it disappeared?

We've braved the snow, climbed mountains, volcanoes,

If mudslides take us out, then have no fear,

For what can we do when nature opposes?

With thee, I'll journey to the world's ends,

To Patagonia, amidst punk penguins,

In ice and snow, through blizzards, bends and wends,

And storms of Antarctica, unforgiving.

With Scott's corpse and Costa Rican peaks,

And upstairs, a coke head, and elephants,

The Rolling Stones on the radio speaks,

I love thee, dying with thee be my end.

In ice storms, an honor to be with thee,

My love, an honor it shall be for me.