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 Sep 2019 Austin Hunt
Molly
Dying embers send the last
of their flares up into the black
while we sit alongside and pray
that rescue never comes.
you put something ungodly
deep in my chest and
i loved it far more
than i ever loved you
 Sep 2019 Austin Hunt
Molly
The sky is falling
head over heels
for a world that doesn't
bother looking up.
Meant for this to be longer, but I'm not sure it really needs to be...
a thousand i miss yous linger
in the sky, stubborn clouds that they
are. but i am not tall enough,
nor can i reach high enough to
bring them down and spill them upon
the floor for you. so they remain
there, unspoken, unrained, unloved.
 Sep 2019 Austin Hunt
Molly
Prelude
 Sep 2019 Austin Hunt
Molly
It strikes, not with a gale,
but with a drizzle of cherry blossoms
and a flurry of gentle chords.
 Sep 2019 Austin Hunt
Molly
Ursa Major yawns,
knowing winter will
grant her no rest
nor hibernation,
for sleep does not come easy
beneath the weight of
the cosmos.
 Sep 2019 Austin Hunt
Molly
We lusted after opulence
and immortality
while the ravens hungered
for September to douse their dwellings
in amber and burnt sienna.

— The End —