… Dawn in wintertime is like a coffin-lid
Lifted and, a feldspar of bones shimmering
Ice-covered reaches out to touch your hand.
Ice-crystals bear their impressive teeth, mouth-crammed
It’s so bewildering and embittering-
Yet-enriching, splashing through snow like a squid.
The world flickers into life; turned ghostly white
Shrubs are buckling with a weight not, of their own.
Trees, like the horses of the apocalypse-
Are frozen, mid-gallop, and stars like steamships?
Glisten orange like a flower overblown,
… Petals near spilling like a meteorite.
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