Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Fall

Coming out of these dark woods I have lingered in before
Circuitous paths betray me, I betray me
Sweet, sweet complication
Innocent vampire
Lost other
Armless wanting

I forgot how good and bad and bad again you feel
Never forget
Never remember
Back in your box you go
Into the sack slung over my shoulder
Wearying steps and lifted eyes and daylight up ahead
It is Fall, that is all

1 comment:

Cat said...

I liked this!