sweet musty November…

tall grasses…
greens-n-golds…
white flowers sprinkled about…
soon they will be gone…

saw a dead leaf on a sidewalk yesterday…
thought of you…
autumn…of autumn…
November…sweet musty November…

Ferriswheels…
county fairs…
cider…
drunk love…

nights cool…
summer breeze gone…
hand-n-hand in Central Park…
November…sweet musty November…

tis fall’s magic…
yellows an’ reds…
yes…browns too…
for there is beauty in death…beauty…

tall grasses…
greens-n-golds…
white flowers sprinkled about…
soon they will be gone…

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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