Sunday, October 16, 2011

Franklin

Feeling winter's bite
Icy grips
Chilling to the bone
Looking northwards
Eyes set on barren tundra
Water, rock, and ice
Do these mukluks dare
Follow footsteps faded
Clothed in blizzard's fate
History in shallow graves
Frost-burnt withered skin
Iced up to the bone
Arctic mummies
Chilling gleaming teeth
Glassy eyes
Seeing the beyond
Stomach full of lead
Death wraps
Tighter than scarves
Choking frosty breath

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