Fall is a sudden
implosion of summer
implosion of summer
and the colors
cloying to autumnal air
scented with ice
cold fruit, ripened
hang heavy, drop
and bash open on
cold fruit, ripened
hang heavy, drop
and bash open on
time's hardened curve,
sewing seeds for
futures unknown.
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Sent from my iPhone
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