Frozen moon @

4pm sun breaks


over north downs

cold gold.


Earth crumbles

into ice & storm


broken boughs bend

strewn across my mind


muscles scream contract

surrender to ice fingers.


Late November frozen

moon @ 4pm


here we shiver & forget

solace of summer warmth.

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