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come October

bring me your finish

leave the reading to its job

theft in Brooklyn terms means harm

loving the beauty in your death to forever

as I do

makes shameful my plans to try and forget this

vibrancy in myself that I've always associated

with you

rewriting the touchable world

one glittering truth at a time

to balance out the lies

chronicling the unthinkable

I steal a leaf from your fading tree

for I love the richness you show me in

dying things

even as winter chases you naked to the ground

for December's glory can not be won

with leaves of your break down

still haunting branches among the un embracable

wind

we attribute such fall to winter's onslaught................

(written July 8,2006 315am)