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The Season Cycle I - PyreThe Season Cycle by ~Wolf-kin
It is getting cold
these days. The limbs
are running shy on leaves.
Late dawn unveils a crisp world.
Curling shreds of trees mound
on the earth, shattering under our feet.
I should be in a sweater, or
inside, warm in fleece folds,
or outside, raking up the
beautiful carcasses.
So many incarnate flames
pool around my stoop, then fade
to brown, or dust, or both.
II - Ashes
Everything that lived
is worn from a year
of exuberance.
The colors are whispers
under powdered remains.
They are all we have of fire now.
All crystallizes, congeals,
evaporates into grey.
It owns a certain t
Sta.sh
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"We have met the enemy and he is us."
-- Pogo
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This room's gonna be my grave
And there's no one who can save me.