Autumn

Oct 01, 2015 15:16


The leaf, a rodent scratching across
Pitch-dark roadway

October skies, a week of rain
The river’s muddy face spills
Shamed secrets to the skeletons
Tucked away in basement closets

This weather gets inside a person
My mouth grey and chilling
Breathing its sickness
On the faces of passersby

public, poetry

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