Raincoat

Twisting in the pallid sky
Icing falls as clovers die.
Flapping in a humdrum breeze
Hulking over friends like trees.

Its use denied like tasteless smoke
The world turned on as colors broke.
From gold to gray, earth’s dripping life
Falls down and freezes in the night.

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