september...

thoughts disguised as cirrus clouds chill high
above my mind
resting upon furrowed brow..
each drape curiously soft
like cherub fine curls atop my forehead.
i feel the flittered flutter of
my arch angel's wings
tickling my alter's cerebellum..
we tie feathers, heavy like our weights'
burden,
'round ankles
i skip
and he runs
upon water!
we punch drunk,
ignorance inebrieted
stumble in and out
of one schizophrenic thought to
the manic other.
i am clutching the
remnants of a smile
buried just before summer.
it is rotted and decayed
in the breeze i can smell death
oozing from the sweaty pores of
a life lost just past twilight.
hallowed breaths
race back into time
seeking solitude and loneliness
in the shadowed corner of her womb.
YET
there are cobwebs offering a sweeter
euthanasia
in exchange for her gestation.

contemplation thickens
mind fogs like stratus clouds
crawling across a midwestern skyline..
and i
feel the change of season upon my lips.
it blisters, chafes and chaps.
i once tasted the acridness in the sweetness
of an Indian summer.
chewed the fat with
this and that..
yet i
remained hungry..
famished,
as i have an appetite for autumn's destruction.
september
does not feed
it...

to be continued....