It's So Bewildering

Dawn in the wintertime is like a coffin lid lifted and, a feldspar of bones shimmering ice-covered reaches out to touch your hands. Ice crystals bear their impressive teeth, mouth-crammed it's so bewildering and embittering -yet enriching, splashing about snow like a squid. The world flickers into life; turned ghostly white shrubs are buckling with weight not of their own. Trees, like the horses of the apocalypse -stand frozen, mid-gallop, and stars like steamships? Glisten orange like a flower overblown, petals near spilling like a meteorite.