The day with unspent feelings. A full Aries moon tugging at
them. She rose in the dry autumn eve, a
headlight, haunting the sky, drawing all to the surface in her light.
The early hard freeze turned a changing coloured scape to
brown. Lifeless foliage, soggy apples,
hungrily supped upon by bees.
That forgotten pumpkin among the withered vines, softened,
rotting when teen temperatures hit yet again.
Kat
October 2019
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