Winter's Rein
.
Out he goes
into the airy of chill
packaged in hide and fleece
Though bundled to warm
the cold tries to still this soul
his bones still rasp
yet his digits beg the pardon
of his pen to his slip
as he marks this occasion
for his digits are frozen stiff
and the thaw brings forth pain
Yet
yet
again winter
(as the poet)
reins
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