Wednesday, December 27, 2017

time complexities of recursive snow algorithms

branched lace-wing longing
replete with the vessel'd trinkets of december
wind whips leaves to golden everest piles tucked along
fence lines

imaginary lines

bordered by ice ice baby

tasting of salted-caramel-waking-dreams
walking down streets
gathering wool & wonder

walking

wind again

from somewhere a song comes--hardly discernible
over the expectation

wind again

bracing shards
press the chill to bone & breath
northerly wind

again

knows no whispers
carries no regret
means no harm

how sharp the spill the archer's cut
pierced
walking

lace-wing-longing

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