MEASURING WINTER [a]

[1] goes [2] snow’s opalescent pillows for an explanation of science. To lie down in the cold while wing-bones rib the sky. Early twilight snow. When hands stuck to the handlebars, the swing set, the tongue on the pole. Bones stuck in the bare trees, a blueprint for winter. To get to the door of something now. The scrim of the inner room, map of feeling, fading.

The test results will show perpetual delay. The frozen sea displaced, then found to become mythology. The book of will unknown.

But wind and freezing rain sabotage experiment, and people are unreliable–though they smile and open.

Pressed against the window [presage], obsession shed after dark. Exercises in entropy and deeds untold.

The best examples unrecognizable, dredged up through bad blood and cleaned perfunctorily. Do without hollow holidays, something on channel 12 promising beauty[’s free lunch. The glamour without words. How I forget you in summer. The cold birds. The eyes twitching in the landscape The Hills Swallow.

How [1] story leads into another more complicated and back to the first story invented to explain purpose. The leap of faith over the [vo]id.

Asphyxiated Pre-Raphaelite Girls [a band on the billboard] play a dirge [called Winter], cellos tuned to the frozen sea, beckoning a polyphony of what matters [unknown].

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