Elegy: Rest now in Autumn...

In the lemon of leaving, a bright disbelieving
the dull of deception, the way that we whisper,
Of kindness unspoken, yet something has broken
a part has snapped off and lies just beyond reach...

And I hold to the hope to the sweet endless dreaming
of shy possibilities, bright dreams that shine,
In my autumn of fruitfulness, deeply I harvest
all fruits, all richness on which I have dined

Rest now in autumn, rest now...

We break as we’re breathing in bright disbelieving,
we talk of the weather, the plans we have made,
As you drift through the thickness of air you are breathing
the struggle, the twisting to gasp and to swallow we
shudder exhausted, we shunt... and we break...

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