When snow soothes the view, it doesn’t pay to reason
with each shapely flake of its sinless topsoil.
Better admire the crystal’s moronic tolerance.

Dusting under nuptial covers,
the virgin working for the matron
wondered what love had been. A light

Knowing indifference is earth’s
common constituent, I can take comfort

Glorious things of thee are spoken!
There should be a word for you