why are the crows flying in a "v" heading north
the leaves of your tree litter the sidewalk
cold rushes of wind roll from the land
spilling out across a merciless sea
my own dogs aren't recognizing me anymore
one backed me into a corner last night
my voice was barely recognizable
gave you a sealed envelope today
not sure how the news took you
a lonely boy remeniscing younger days
when the sun still shone for him
today, clouded skies and rough winds
cover his home in winter's breath
this is a season of contradictions
inlaid with it's best deceptions
awake undress quickly to the heated day
casually, i walk in shorts soft breeze
sun sets i race home for pants and overcoat
but never a change is fast enough
a well scripted ending