the cabin licorice

flecks of salt and pepper snow
ripples in the banks of time
icicles that hang and grow
succulence of rind and lime

there, the cabin licorice
sweet as all but candy lays
take the time and make a wish
its home for
the holidays

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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