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10 November 2014

by urushiol

Surround sound silence after a freshly fallen frost, no footprints Pressure building in ears Cacaphony of heaviness The single goose gasping for recognition as his flock flaps away, no forgiveness The slug victim to its own slow speed, oozing and leaking onto the sidewalk And every passerby indifferent, no exceptions The plump squirrel wastes away in the midst of freezing damp grass but the sky is clear and bright, no reflections Pause it all Float those leaves back from whence they came No exemptions And grant me the pleasure Of one last lifetime Before the sun bleeds away without inflection.
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