Fighting In Winter by Devin Pavlischak/ November 15th, 2015 ©

The smile of winter, hits futile measures.

If the ground breathes, it was smothered.

This artic wind, from here to there, measures cars in slumber.

Taking warm fulfillment, smashing any summer tan.

To find a way away, old winter would sleep.

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