like the lion on the lamb
winter had the deep bite
holding onto about ten inches
frost in the shadows
trees stark before the sun
suddenly hot against
on our windy eyes
and spring on the lam
those are the shade birds
dust under bare branches
baths where the grass is gone
winter had the deep bite
holding onto about ten inches
frost in the shadows
trees stark before the sun
suddenly hot against
on our windy eyes
and spring on the lam
those are the shade birds
dust under bare branches
baths where the grass is gone
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