The snow’s falling red
on a paperwhite forest
and the Winterman comes for
sable-haired girls
with moonlight in their eyes
useless as sparrows
the Winterman waits
by a green river rising
with a bone in his heart
and a charming assortment of needs and
knives
the Winterman comes
for sorority girls, laughing and prancing
charm bracelets jangling (the sound of a Trust fund)
ponytailed bygones,
useless as sandals
the Winterman waits for crystal cold nights
when the snow falls red on
on the faces of sable-haired girls
useless as sin
and the Winterman came
for their skin turning blue
the same color as the moon in their eyes.
edited by etouffee