Posted in Misc, Poetry

october ii

Second summer has an ugly coming,
All dusty leather, sweaty dust, Jovian dust
It clings like that of pixies,
Red, talcum, swimming in sweat,
A heaviness,
A sense of the coming storm.

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Posted in Misc, Poetry

october

clouds roll in,
late to the party,
the heat is stifling.
lights, lights, lights,
chocolate melting on my tongue.
fireworks and forever,
the infinity of the moment.