Thursday, July 25, 2013


cool breeze
autumn sneeze
breath torn asunder
at the end of summer
as a burnt umber face cries
to look at the skies
but all i can see
is the beginning of allergies
no cry for frost yet
i'll pay my dues, plenty wet
from the window seat indoors
with tissues & tinctures
and a memory of summer fun
and your beauty, hard won


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