treacherous super storm in the winter
three feet of white snow at the doorstep
crunching under our feet as we hike
one large step at a time to nowhere
lost in the blindness of blizzard winds
bewildered with no sense of direction
coated with crystal ice sickles cracking
cold with frostbitten toes burning numb
can't go on frozen solid where we stand
until a giant hairy creature drags us away
to a hidden cave on the secluded outskirts
before disappearing away into the night
alive and frightened so far way from
the orange glow of a cheap space heater
catching on fire inside an old farm house
burning to the ground up in flames
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