I am in shame of that last winter,
when I was minion of another Lord,
small petty princeling,
creature of the narrow way,
half light,
spawning in the service of compulsion.

I am in shame
and hold the leaf before my eyes -
Oh Father! I am naked.

Last wintery
I wanted and needed
the cold sister
riding flame and billows -
dark curling smoke in caverns -
tortured tunnels -
warm damp recess





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