Avalanche
Dimly I glimpse through the misty gray gloom
stalwart the beaming of a winter-chilled moon
baring its teeth in an un-saintly gnashing
or so I imagine, as the world comes down crashing.
How peaceful looks she in white satin and lace
and how hideous I with a panic-struck face!
Forgotten by heaven to the depths of this sea
together we'll dance to eternity.
12/13/15
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