Lethal Beauty
It's deadly, like so many things,But look out on this snowy valley,
High up, far from everywhere,
And see the jagged peaks above.
The sun, still low, owns all the sky,
And prods the valley floor
To glisten. Such a sight, seen
Through a window. Enter it,
And die.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2019-02-26 at 17:54
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