One Hundred Winter Monk’s Last Winter

Almoner late grows sick, wretched poverty afflicts him 

Empty bowl wide black hole, where light was now’s dim

Late blooming blossom in Spring pink as girldom dim white albumen

Stained undercarriage marriage swan white satin swims its song 

Late Winter furied at its stymying flays January

Tundric ermine warms her slender neck, drapes ragged ruin traces sweeping shoulder

Moving her moving a boulder 

Long dead he stinketh, his swivel caught in stone bandaged, bilious friend Lazzarus

Slouch shoulder, loose clasped Summer revolted

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