Look! Outside!

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Look! Outside!


Razzmatazz ice noisy ice on a dark gray day?
shaved from gray heavens
disguise dark Michigan.

Today, marshmallow mustaches
and sweetened smells may hold
warmest rewards. Makes a me want cocoa, Interesting

Tiny vegan cannibals how can a cannibal be vegan? It's a plant eat plant world
will perhaps nibble
rhinoplasty performances I thought rhinoplasty was nose surgery, 
fuel enough,
(not too much!)
To search out proper twigs:

Arming tightly packed, chilly rotund idols
standing guard to friendlier counterparts,
several easier
hierarchies of sweeping arms and legs,
finished with tiptoe's care. Idols and counterparts are too broad I think for me to actually picture this description

Waltzing with the hollers,
discs of molded primaries parts almost feel like a crossword puzzle where you give me a description and I figure out the word
may soon reveal creation's purpose:
Youthful, excited, billows of breath,
joyful reddening cheeks, and frosty fingers
eagerly welcoming warmer palms;
 
Suddenly, a distant alarm sounds:
Books slam shut, teachers dismiss,
lines of warm & noisy cheese wagons quickly fill. Warm in lots of places

Arriving safely at stops,
book bagged backs
exit folding doors &
clunky boots race down rubber lined steps; 

Soul after tiny soul
ignore brightened sirens of frolic,
gifted opportunities of jovial winter.

Instead, mittens, yarn-strung sleeve to sleeve,
enter a trading post of telstar moments,
as Eskimo huts remain legend's ghost town.legend's ghost town?

Davenports maraud youthful suitors.
Despoiled, the blindly pillaged
ambush, beat, and blow the heads off comrades,
hysterically laughing at their own assassins.

Gloriously fallen blankets,
unseen healing diamonds of iced mercy
wait & watch, lonely & ignored;is this lament at ice melting?

Gifts of lasting memory
have been replaced by a hypnotist's trick,
Earth's peaceful stoles of cold
remain purely unspoiled.

Soon Springtime will reveal
a resurrection of gratitude: maybe you don't need these two lines

As thankful winks
of wildly brightened violet
& crowding crocus
sing hymns of gentlest purple. Singing Gentle purple kinda reinforces a psychedelic vision i took from the beginning of the poem i might have looking out my window after weeks of being locked in a trunk, but tripping not really having been locked in a trunk.  Lots of adjectives I think