Event horizon

WIP--Found poem

Something might have happened in the snow
it might have come unglued, unhinged,
or slowly rusted underneath the snow.

There might have been an opening I missed
a pockmark, a drip mingling with the snow
in the winter sun there's so much to be missed

Somewhere in the settling of the spring
came rushing water, fog and perfect mist
drowning leaves of grass in what had been a spring

Gentle rivers raze the fields unhinged
washing over seeds and rust and a thousand sins of spring
But here we watch the foundations come unhinged
Something must have happened in the snow