Winter time
It's time for a winter rhyme
Another year in the drop-down
Almost sun-down
Loose ends become frozen
Collapsing into fused scars
Free-falling winter
Pushing into every corner
Tumble down
Like play things
quenching the last hour
Of the last day
Of another year
The glamour that fragments from clouds
In-falling white silences
A foggy day is a translucent womb
waiting in a frozen sky
Free-falling winter
Pushing into every corner
Tumble down
Like play things
quenching the last hour
Of the last day
Of another year