There is something
delicious in disappearing
listening to the wind
leaves scrape dry
against frosted earth
sun descends behind
cloud cover
fingertips chilled
crows caw
a dose of cold air.
A walk, thin veil of rain
unravels thoughts
onto naked branches
crackle gravel road
grey clouds race
waves of swaying trees
bend the landscape.
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