Autumn
Way They Made Me Feel
Fake interactions
Over leftovers
Had me standing out in the cold
Blowing phantoms from my mouth
With autumn papers dancing at my feet
Heels sinking in frosty soil
Gazing at remnants of a moon
Faded like the warmth inside
My Black Pumpkin Carriage
Sleepy lips are kissed awake by a steaming cup
The rosemary tea vapor
Wisps like fingers
Tickling eyelids with warmth
Icy water droplets garnish
The autumn window that shows your car
Black
A reflection of your beautiful mind
I love even at its darkest
Pull to the curb
Careful to hide my tear
I touch my cheek to my mother’s
As a farewell
On my way out
Of the comfortable heat into the nippy air
My stone hands still gripping the cup
Soft electronic pulsations rumble from your car
Waiting for me like my black pumpkin carriage
I watch myself in its glossy frame
A wingless, fragile girl
I slide in beside you
The music lowered
To light notes of calm
The black descends
Down the leaf falling street
To a nameless place
The cup between my colorless knees
My leg feels your hand settle with reassurance
The silence
Cozy and welcoming
No need to say anything
We both share the feeling of being old yet young
A tired youth that has felt
too much
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