As twilight approaches
I watch the moon and wait,
while my pen runs away from clichés
into the silence behind my ribs;
Everything seems to die in autumn.
She loved him for three decades, before
noticing he never understood anything
beyond the surface of his own skin;
It’s worse when you’re twenty
life has no beginning or end,
I barely remember how to be alive;
Time is indifferent to youth,
she is the piper leading you
into the mountain from which you
will never emerge;
As twilight approaches
everything in autumn,
seems to die.
Published on July 11, 2017 16:30