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The fall colors came the same in 2013
As any other year that we had ever seen
But the entire town felt like an altar then
Those nights were spent
Digesting the ashes of a dead friend
Putting barricades in place
Cultivating contradictions
Drinking whispers
Everybody knew without even speaking
Before it happens you recognize a pattern
My skin stayed soft like cake
The roads were unpaved
And no one was actually saved at all
But every attempt was made
To hold on to that dislocating magic
The sadness flattened every last thing
In a lasting, manic gush
There wasn’t much I could have said or done
Short of upending the afterworld completely
Walking through those days like a rabbit in a minefield
You can’t feel the damage ‘til after it happens
Everybody knew without even speaking
It was wordless leaf fire smoke
Murderous green bile choke
And a sick, sullen floating
The fall colors came again
A pair of plastic fangs joined some dreams in the drain
They told me “better days are on their way”
Uh-huh
The falls colors came containing unnameable flames
It’s amazing that everybody stayed exactly the same
Standing in the center at the altar.
