south unscrews it's wind
sending it north to stalk the night air
they seek shelter how they seek
through the trees and imagination
bringing the attempt of frost
winging in from curvature of the land
bringing the ice up from the forgotten
days dim and lose their heat
the vines lose leaf and fruit
The tree tops burn to browning rust
The lack of warmth stopping the lively
The south undoes the land
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