Resin of Summer
Autumn gently grabs the lungs,
squeezes out the resin of summer.
Slaps you back into seriousness.
Rips children from laps
extends silence into issues
invites another ring of fat.
Time to button up living
roll another 4 inches of insulation.
Praying the old motor can handle another season
of less margin for error.
Autumn has risen to eye level.
Ordered sparrow into his beige feather hut....
Put poverty at the doorstep of the ice cream man
under damp pointed jewels.
A chorus of wind chimes is shrill
like a voice of metal and ice
winter will quarter autumn
cement its feet into death-
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