Rabbit in a Snowstorm


Arctic fever
Blizzard sky
Cryo eyes out
Drizzled dry

Ether grasping
Frigid cold
Grizzled feelings
Haggard, old

Icy pick ups
Just as well
Kill me softly
Livid spells

Mouth is fogging
Nothing's heard
Oscillating
Putrid words

Quickly freezing
Running scared
Somehow standing
Thawing there

Underwhelming
Vapid mode
Winter mongers
Xenophobes

Yeah... we're done here!

Zzzzzz...

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