The Flowers of Fall

The Flowers of Fall On the road to Bolequeime on the way to the German supermarket that sells proper Teutonic sausages autumnal blossom flowers sit on white plastic chairs high heels and shorts Sometimes a car stops, no, not the man in a white van usually, it is a big car with dark windows a business man on The way to the office. A quick blow-jobs nothing much else to do in a car and no need to undress. The flowers have water which they drink from after a job in this line of work, no one smells the roses They used in the summer gone look exotic on the beach and clubs but only pensioners are here now and they walk slowly in the sand, so they trek inland like beautiful weed by the roadside and the dust of passing cars. The roses look nice in falls light if you remember what love is you’ll not find it here by the verge they only sell despondency