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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