A Bavarian Winter
The winter makes me fold into myself
the time for sleep,
the cold inside my ears
Each insignificant leaf
frost bleached
and perfect
Each frozen drop
eternally kept,
This the wreck of winter,
Breath of an arrow, to be lost inside.
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