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Cold Settles in as Darkness Comes Nimbly Beckoning Us to Stay Here in Frozen Wastes

October 23, 2016

somnambulic spirit

Cold Settles in as Darkness Comes Nimbly Beckoning Us to Stay Here in Frozen Wastes

Cold Settles in as Darkness Comes Nimbly Beckoning You to Depart

creeping  in gingerly

holding on with tentacles of moss

 damp ground  faintly taking hold

settling in on exposed skin  

choking cold follows

heaving

knuckling inside bony joints

besides  a shadow

breathes bereft vapid

spirit somnambulic

frozen waste wrapping around every

sinew

aching throbbing  shuddering stiffly

 little else to shield one from gripping

frozen wastes

all breathing stops shuddering

a geyser that fills the sky

no more flight from torrents

rebuke past gaunt stares

lifted from meaning  tenuously holding on 

assimilated in frozen wastes

ever cursed

reverberating stillness in depths of a tomb of sorrows

still

 broken 

frozen wastes


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