the wind made contact
voice like a recorder
structured from some schoolwall
nativity
like a fractured reincarnation
snow didn’t fully extend the trees
of leaves
though here and there notes
sounded reminiscent of flame
a figure earthed
in pearl
slowed inwards
like a candle unwinding
spilled seed on seed
like a blade
unwinding
a path flooded
with cinders
its sign to be heard

 

kj1jan11

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