time darts languishing
grim and gemmed
pixillated blizzarded
shroud-prancing effortless wrestle
white speck feathered
winters the spires and knuckles
branches of flail whirrs
the braille of mannas
soft invasion
spares not the gathering
grip of its blank shield
furtives the careless sleep
circled vultures the ice gust jaw
claws ridged sharp
dragged rip split-pours
pallid ghost fleeting
blinds us the distance
between differences brief blink
blisterer of horizons
falls the loose petals
that breathing mist perfumes
that can not hear nor
december walled costume
the tug of spite
bitter the taste of winters might
like snow too late for a november