Winter irks and sigh
Eternal whisper
For tones of a wisped wind
Cool and masochistic
Longing for the dull air
The tepid feel of spring
Breathe for me
Savage Solstice
Depart from me
All the tones of calm
Have been divorced
The shrill bitter
Goose bumps and quivers
I’m a statue
Waiting for the bird to perch
Waiting for the fountain to erupt
Releasing me
From this season.
