Written In Blue Mercury
snow falls
as silently as sleep
pressed snowflakes
icicle flowers
between the wind and windowpane
melt their way to sill
polished chrome darkness shivers
ankle deep in frost
night’s breath spills
along the frozen glass
its silver shadow rolls
and condenses with the dawn
night’s epitaph
written in blue mercury
trickles down my windowpane
in the light of a new day
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