the lone leaf surprises me
small and stark
on the dark library floor
how'd it get in here.
red cheeks
red nose
red sweater.
sapphire azure sky
so deep
so bright.
soft green
new shoots freshly planted
winter wheat.
winter wheat.
it's bright against brown and tan.
callused fingertips on smooth glass
curve of blunt bangs on flat window
sparking flashing setting sun
behind moving gold tree tips
eyes roaming everywhere.
callused fingertips on smooth glass
curve of blunt bangs on flat window
sparking flashing setting sun
behind moving gold tree tips
eyes roaming everywhere.
glassy water mimics and mirrors
the vibrance hugging it's banks.
fall seeps in
just as quickly
as it
as it
slides
a w a y. . . . . . . .
(october
ends
soon)
ends
soon)
(i'll miss it)
.
.
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