falling notes orbit
your
head
white flakes
like that Shakespeare ruff
around your neck
and you stand there
sad sandy eyes
ordering and re-ordering God
into cool crystal lines
of imitative wonder
morphing this darkened winter
into rhythmic syncopated
magnificat and angel song
white wings fanning
vortexing
beating the
heart
this all behind those tragic eyes
as gentle snow gathers
around your boots
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