FROM WINTERTIME

Lazy midnite sirens howl
Under fallen ash of high
Radiating decree for just

Ice lathers asphalt byways
Leading away from and toward
A damned desert so dry

Dilated eyes thirst for light
Within my hallowed shelter
Where I lie beyond the sirens

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