the kind of snow that
makes you dizzy if
you look up
as you're walking
no real wind to speak of
so the specks
descend slowly and dance
on tiny currents of air
you can't see until
you can't walk straight
unless you look straight
down to avoid being
hypnotized by the unhurried
deliberate randomness
tipped over into some
other dimension where
only the falling snow
matters
04 January 2011
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