Icy Drought

*Icy Drought*

receding thuds rustling reeling
scared twigs crunching per pressure
Whooshing wind scrunched shrieking
spent winter wrapped in leisure
tainted pencil tracing HD portrait
on the mystic mist drooping in ace

remonstrating summer grumbling
larynx laced, ecleptic embroidery
wandering west, weilded wraps writhing

indifferent winter whipping the mists
epileptic draws, inflection per melany
damped ice melt-dripping, dang dances

the latter or the former, former or latter
tabled its thesis to the observing maker.
     19:10:19:09:35

~Note~ When the rain would not stop falling, my pen would not toss indifference.

Published by Zuxiān

A sperm that was sown, Which for years has grown: Now, growing as a clone.

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