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happy august
happy sun
happy warmth
happy fun
happy nights
happy you
happy us
september blues.
happy august
happy sun
happy warmth
happy fun
happy nights
happy you
happy us
september blues.
what a tragedy, to have so much love to give and no one who wishes to receive it. what a shame, for it to reach full bloom, and shed each petal one by one like tears in the solitude of the small hours. what a sadness, to let it swell to the point of bursting and wither without teeth to pierce its soft skin and watch as the juice runs down mouth, chin, neck. how is it fair, to have so much love to give and no one who wants to receive it?
happy august
happy sun
happy warmth
happy fun
happy nights
happy you
happy us
september blues.
happy august
happy sun
happy warmth
happy fun
happy nights
happy you
happy us
september blues.
we will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind
William Wordsworth, Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood
when december appears
in its christmas-lit glory
but you are still basked
in new year’s shadows.
i’ve been meaning to start one of these for a while, and autumn, winter and that glorious liminal period, blurring the lines between them, seems to be placing inspiration in my mind like a glorious happenstance, a leaf on the concrete hanging on to the last dregs of life during a crisp morning walk. so here goes nothing