• Vol. 08
  • Chapter 05
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Slabs of air crawl across the lake
past life embalmed in eddies,
flurries of ice crystals grow
burning life from leaf and stone

Summer sun leaks through the gap
a ten month wait, released
the basest warmth kisses the ground
skipping over the lakes half frozen slurry
to feebly chip at crystal growth

The briefest three weeks of sun
fights never-ending echoes of winter
spring, autumn, no longer pass
Summer, the barest release
So when the aperture shuts
death slides in, a slow aching grace