forever afternoon; tuesday?

the sun breaks warm…

as do i…

the sun drifts higher through the sky…

Sunday…

thank god yesterdays here…

forever Sunday…

i hear it, see it, feel it in the wind…

soon enough winter begins…

the bright blue now grey…

the warmth will fade…

my melancholy wipes the spring away…

dining on ashes…

wash it down with bitter dregs…

man cannot live by bread alone…

who said i was still a man?

 

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