Dont Put That In Your Mouth ! THERE IS SO MUCH INK ON THAT PAPER!

colour the arrows
That lead to snow
all our sapience and sentience
beneath our toes
wrapped and knotted
in bevy down undertows

Harness the supple
linguist inside you
for one more night
of decembers salted dew
before we eradicate What you already knew.

clear the narrowed
and wet cobblestone
all our patience and meekness
taken with her cracked veneer
and throaty tone