Cheated ravens depart screeching aloud.
The posse lumbers close behind;
lilly-white robes dull from seclusion
In back-wood rooms & halls,
Crunching boots concealing rotten soles.
As the figure in red-white plaid
Absently forms snowy shapes & words,
She watches the detente & dangling
Nylon link, it’s open maw swaying
In the breath of winter ides.