Best Snaring Poems

While delaying gratification, 
you stripped-down 
to bones.

It was winter solstice, 
when day and night confronted 
each other- 

in negativity. Tracking 
the frozen footprints, my absence 
was generic.

I dread the barrenness- 
of looks, the unwritten wounds
seeking the healer.

The avalanche falling 
rapidly on the streets, with placards...

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