When Revealed Again
Withering winter
will fold away
like relics of old
smashed flat
inside a musty
static suitcase,
stacked under
chaotic blunders
of wonder.
These photos
and notes
unknown for
ticking moments
will be
as chilling as
a blizzard wind
when revealed again.
12-8-2020
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