I know an old man

You hit his white teeth he laughs 

But black teeth he cries

Paw prints in clean snow

Tattered clothing sprayed in red

Siberian cats

Through bleary red eyes

Through many long night watches

Puzzle pieces placed

There’s a heavy fog

Hanging in the morning light

Movement in shadows

Lost in starless skies

Lost in a murky woodland

Reeling, sinking, lost

A round silver plate

Plays hide and seek with thin clouds

All the long dark night

Crystal morning dew

Hangs misty on the black lake

Smeared through bleary eyes