Autumn's Exertion
by The Broken Window Theory· from Bread Crumbs Never Brought me Home
the clouds are wrists bleeding rain on autumn leaves branches sway like hanging heads and lakes reflect an azure sky as a mirror would reflect a broken heart. in this place nothing dissapears and time is simply hours passing. memories are wilting flowers and hands cold as ice grip yours and choke veins like stars choking a waiting sky midnight passes in this speeding car and terrified rain is killed people are seasons and change with time. a sky from blue to black and memories of times before of blankets and clocks blinking seven. more chapters written in this story of a missed embrace branches hang like limbs and leaves rot like the past and tommorow is morning eyes midnight seems to whisper and tell lies of an insignificant sky tranquil oceans push this message enclosed in a bottle thunder screams at parting clouds soon enough autumn will fade and friendships die and crashing windows fall on scolding concrete and tears are goodbyes and we are autumn we will fade as this car spins out of control. we lie on inviting grounds and this hand gripping yours will pull away and my valentines written in glass will melt like the face of a clock and your name will burn my tounge and cut like razors if i followed you home would you say goodbye? you are my exertion i bleed for this. a shootgun blast ends a greeting and farewells follow sooner.