Tuesday, September 29

dry stardust feverish planets

the time of rosh hashana seems more appropraite for the turning point of the year
as it comes around, i have given up on pre-september feelings;

no more drawn out depression.
i am free standing, i need only

we are asking the feverish planets
what is it,
that's making our hormones fizz?
oh so suddenly
we've become some too willing
it's no surprise i suppose;
an offer of some kind of love [merely physical]
during the changing of seasons cannot be ignored

it is raining today and i am dreaming of a deep bathtub that sits in silence and winter light