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Oct 2017
It is October and I miss myself,
Traffic light leaves don’t stop their changes at red,
Wringing days from the calendar and hoarding them viciously as a dragon’s gold,
Every morning spent stumbling through fog in crackling dark,
Oh I am changed,
Changing even now with mist seeping between my teeth,
Feet tramping through my own reflection until I am unrecognizable
Inhuman:
I am Autumn embodied
The world spinning me out of my skin
And into the dark so I can breathe
Forget flowers and sand filled daydreams and
Embrace gale force winds and the crunch of the world beneath my feet
I am changed;
Will never return to that wonderland you remember
The one that you loved so vibrantly-
Everything will be different,
I don’t prepare you for the switch I only pull the lever and let us plummet,
It’s all I that I know to do and winter is colder than ever before
Spring all rain and heavy truths,
Your summer girl is somewhere out there, a memory,
But it won’t be the same next year, the haze two shades too light, the berries a sugary wasteland that you do not recognize,
I am Autumn,
And you have asthma.
Suzanne S
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Suzanne S  Ireland
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