Friday, January 3, 2014

snow poem

unsettled
in your sleep
you listen
to ice
form outside
your window.
the tightening
of natures
screws
against the road,
the trees,
the power
lines.
the sky
shakes free
what's white.
when you awaken
the world
is a beautiful
woman
with a sharpened
knife.

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