Thursday, September 22, 2022

245/365 - Paroxysm

 


Fall
down to the ground

splat!

-NO-

crumble!

crunch!

die!

don't grow!

that time has withered
and waned
and faded away
a sudden 
defenestration
of summer
that I'll be raking up
until spring


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