#993640 added September 18, 2020 at 9:24am Restrictions: None
Escaping The Season
I witness again
another season's end
the gentle divers
get spun around like
clowns, find the ground
where they surround
I explore the sky
wonder why so dry,
bled by unrelenting wind
the sun hides, peeks
over the neighbor's fence
at sunrise, at sundown
i wonder the purpose
of rakes, compilations
curbed, the few vagrants
captured, hurled,
laughing like freedom
Do they think they
escape with no reason
do they know the dry season
sends a red warning
on the horizon before
we wash white with
emptiness everywhere.
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