"jaw"
the scent of
withered leaves was
infectious.
seasons lay shattered at the edge
of town. August and September cradled
like lovers fallen from windows; remnants
of an intimate suicide.
his breath stagnated as the sun rose
and fell. hidden in chrysanthemums
collapsed in lilac
under emptiness while his
heart drifted outward moving
deep into the trees.
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