littered words in
a flight of birds
falling from branches
to layer upon matted green
falling from hair in
a snow dust embarrassment
leaking from ears to
make candles for the night
dripping from nostrils
in a lethargic ooze
spewing over tongue
in a soiled course of discourse
littered words having
raked, blown, raked
to burn on chilled
afternoons in rising smoke
a burn to smolder
upon which all choose to choke
when the taste of
shoe leather becomes all too common
rain down littered words
shite white from frightened birds
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