a chill came suddenly in a series of rains and one day it was just Fall
and it was all we would get here at the edge of things.
do not distress over my lack of costume.
the river has transfigured me into a fire troll.
this disguise is best for the benefit of most,
loping with my limp, carrying this particular darkness
in my wallet like a forgotten condom.
Category Archives: Autumn
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a single thought sounded to its depth
endless // also truncated
this last warm autumn night
under a full moon
ad-based survival as a series of ill-advised bets and voodoo dolls made of dead foliage and follicles
that last smooch of warm weather, maybe
the sports books are laying the odds
on how many leaves will remain attached to trees
the rains have been autumnnal, life altering
events. even the backyard mud seems
slightly moisturized for them
one of those commercials aimed at age denying manscapers: and here me, proud of my grays and whites reaching towards the dark hair up top
kept under a hat regardless of the season
knowing there is a kiss waiting for me at home.