angst cycle (iii)

december midday
as bright as late dusk
as grey as nearly asleep

i do hope
it’s a rhinoceros of snow
falling soon

a woolly rhino
was there ever one
i guess i’ll find out

i’ll go twenty yards
through it
to lunch

will it charge
will it be dim
will it hear the light

will it fall

i suspect not

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