Dead summer skin falls from the yielding trees
The bitter wind makes a bitter me
Grumbling inner man regretting
Ungrateful thanks in sweating
Longing for lighter clothes
I blow my chafed nose
People scamper
Teeth clamper
My fun
Done
Nov 12, 2013
Nov 12, 2013 at 3:14 PM UTC
Dead summer skin falls from the yielding trees
The bitter wind makes a bitter me
Grumbling inner man regretting
Ungrateful thanks in sweating
Longing for lighter clothes
I blow my chafed nose
People scamper
Teeth clamper
My fun
Done
I wrote this in 10 - 1 syllabic form. I have never seen it done before and maybe I created something new. (If I didn't, don't tell me...I love my ignorance.) Anyway, just to add an extra step I wrote it in couplets.
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