April Cerise, In Memoriam
between emotion and indifferencecatoptromancy bound to autumnhibernation never sounded so soothingyoung heartlonesustenancewhen midnight come aroundhanging to your ribbonsbetter to burn than to fadethere is always the moonkill the lightsoctober, than to fadedark entriesto grow oldcommencewelcome, autumn les feuilles mortes
les feuilles mortes
autumn gathers her children
with leafy arms, offering refuge
with her chilly breath, shorter days,
and longer nights.