Season

autumn leaves

I fall
On my knees,
Kneading
My needs
Into something
That is not
You,
As
The sun
Of your wants
Rises
On a
Season
That is
Not
Me.

Traffic Light Life

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Life
Speeds so fast through
That green light glow,
Windows down, songs on loud
In an almost home.
It’s the smell of
Burning pavement,
Warm cologne, clammy skin and
Beers on loan.
Life
Ebbs and flows,
Slows and goes.
Moments of red,
Breaths of yellow.
It keeps going,
Till the going has gone.
And after that,
Life, still
Goes
On.