Summer's Death
Autumn's a harbinger of Summer's death,
associated with mold and decay.
And the stench of rot lingers on my breath;
as Autumn strips Summer's sweet scent away.
Crucified scarecrows, droop, nailed to their posts,
gaunt reminders that Winter approaches.
And while Jack-o'-lanterns may ward off ghosts,
discarded pumpkins: attract cockroaches.
The Fall pageantry conceals its function:
Death hides under the Grim Reaper's cowl.
And destroying life without compunction,
Autumn's chameleon is on the prowl.
There's a malignancy that shadows Fall,
like a cancerous tumor, killing all.
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