To August

Tumbling down

a leaf as i leave you

with smokey memories and warm nights

I guess the Fall came fast enough

but there were days that stagnated

i needed

Reading the signs of change

like clasped hands cluctching knuckle skin

so long summer

catching weedles in the weeds 

stinging needles from fat rains

immaturities

brown eyed honesty

i guess we both knew the end would 

come for us

always,

always and never.

 

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