Evanescence
The pale leaf floats between layers
Of still warm and cooled air
My breath dangles suspended
To the tenuous thread of eternity.
Like a fateful blade,
The official sentence,
Known only from my heart,
Awaits promulgation,
Indifferent.
Like absent-minded whispers,
Seasons come to pass in shallow dreams.
I, cheating reader, snuggled
From the blizzard
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