Fly Off the Handle

Flying the recently of fell snow in apiece A crazy sigh seemly without Of course— So easily flying–so enjoying Puller by wind And come hell or high water From the roofs or trees And while the wind stopped A clear an empty space By effects remain. Or while by any come-back The winter around In sort or strongly strike— Again, flying the snow Apiece, without of course— Again flying the snow potted Fill over streets—over roofs Over the trees… And may be snow-less indeed The terrain.