September's moon
left too soon
blew a kiss
into the autumn gloom
before fading, waving
into the misty view.
Year blinking
through time's
tears as they drop
falling from her luna eye
into the river of days
that swept right by.
I look at the dates
as they flip past.
A flip book collage
of memories
cast onto my eyes,
and I wonder where they went.
When did they begin to fade?
When did they drift away
into the distant rain?
I lament.
the way days shuffle off
in flaked moments,
yet the years keep adding
layers to my already
thickened skin.
September's moon,
a momentary tune played
in the background
of the soundtrack
to a short fictitious
art house movie
that bursts to life
in my flickering
dreamlike head
before fading into obscurity
in a final fade to red.
My heartbeat still resonates
with the story, twin flames
flickering eternally,
twisting their flames together
in a moment of pure beauty.
That sullen September moon
crept out in the night,
I didn’t hear her go,
just a blink of an eye
as the calendar flowed.
Pages torn, fell to the floor,
for September had gone.
Walked out of the door.
I wept, a saddened tear,
for her passing,
knowing it would be another year
before she'd once again glance in.
I wept for the memories,
I said goodbye to yesterday
but now August has come to stay,
and she has brought
her ghosts out to play.
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Kyle
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