Seneschal, spine curved as the unseen S in Ice. Caudate circlet of reign and singularity
proclaims boundary of self to other. Her tribute in substance, to my higher, arcs its back;
a pink pawed supplicant, belly strained with stolen grain. Triumph pin-pricks snow, a blood rose wreath.
Silence fled in rattle and sputter,
semi-frozen leaf mould scattered.
Swart-feathered, velvet besoms,
all raggedy wing, scuttle, thresh,
fling debris through ossified hedgerow;
trussed widows to the world's embrace.
Pick, peck, preen, chatter,
hope for something better, in the thaw.
Now roused from hunter's solitary chill, released in taut low paean to future kill, fur ripples.
Muscle rites, shoulder roll, loose haunch saunter, to open goal. Gilt heart hedera deposed;
its ermine frost lost in slow glacial melt of winter's hauteur. Seasoned claws reclaim this garden as her own.
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