Three inch crunch
Flumph of boots
Footprint skid
Slip, slide, slip,
Crack under muffled footsteps
Silent precipitation
Melting drifts,
Drip, drop, drip,
Slow thaw, slush-smush
Tyres spin-grip
And still it falls
Cotton soft and floating
Frozen dandelion clock
White cloak
Clinging, killing, freezing.
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