That that runs down distance
the loneliness of shrinking time
distances centuries
of skies fast vast
cries marooned as keeper
of blizzards lies
slump caved-twilight
razored
frost screams the
flays echoes numb-wind
fumbling screech
bitten trunk of dawn
repent blooded dim
beat silk skies the tow path
the lugging blistered splinter
that spikes the ice that collides into winter.