You’re talking in circles again I’m watching the spin, taking notes Every word lands on a mental spreadsheet Highlight red where the pattern shows You say it’s “not that deep” I file that under little white lie Click through all the late-night texts Cross-reference with the way you sigh Ice queen in a power suit Calm voice cutting right to the root Lay the facts like a courtroom scene No fire, just a laser beam You feel frost But I feel safe This is how I hold my space If the math don’t add up clean That’s when you meet the ice queen I don’t yell, I don’t slam doors first I draw lines like a clean straight edge “This is fine / This is not / This hurts” Stack it all on a single page You joke that I sound like HR When I say what I need to stay But if the same rule breaks again I sign my name and walk away Ice queen in a power suit Calm voice cutting right to the root Lay the facts like a courtroom scene No fire, just a laser beam You feel frost But I feel safe This is how I hold my space If the math don’t add up clean That’s when you meet the ice queen Let the record show: I gave you every chance to recalibrate. I documented each deviation. I offered correction without escalation. You chose escalation. This is not emotion. This is consequence. You built the algorithm. Now run the output. Run the output… run the output Ice queen in a power suit Calm voice cutting right to the root Lay the facts like a courtroom scene No fire, just a laser beam You feel frost But I feel safe This is how I hold my space When the door falls like a guillotine That’s the last crown of the ice queen Ice queen Ice queen You built the algorithm Now run the output
