Pale grey and antique white striations cross the arch and obscure the light of day,.
and wisps of marble white, like falling locks of hair brocade the edges of the scene.
Solemn, suffocating, and shadowy, the gloom doth enfold the world,
with little warmth or comfort; just a chilling bony cast manifesting.
So cold!
So cold!
. . . so cold . . .
Written By Mark R. Day 10-29-2011.
Copyright Mark R. Day 10-29-2011, all rights reserved
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