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Autumn Leaves
volume 6 number 7
Autumn Leaves volume 6 number 7 |
Amber sunset sky
Late autumn leaves turn spirals
as
litter flutters
All night
awake
feels strange
I crack
Late
flight
I break
I'll change
come back
I don't know why she never really knew me
I wish I knew
why she was so unkind
And why she cut my clothes to shreds so rudely
And
ripped the peace cleanly out of my mind
i hate myself
i hate my life
my fingers close around
the knife
my cuts are mouths screaming in vain
as blood mixes with
streaming rain
Hey lonely—
your poem sucked.
Read more, get out
more,
eat meat or forever hold your peas.
Nightfall comes slowly
wood smoke curls up from
chimneys
as the lights go out.
N E 1 want 2 chat?
No?
'bye.
