Poem.

Sur black crow and the pigeon,
snow birds out of lead.

White falls over city death
snow, ice – a suicide.

Funeral under the sun, the silent night,
the canine is grimacing masks and pointed.

Crystal bitter tear fog 
many weeping eyes.

Bloodthirsty,a hungry wolf,
attack, bite and tear …

Haze of crows, Snow pigeon, 
sky with birds lead

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