Everything After August
No comfort in lyric
By No Real BalancePublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
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Last day of August
Been Twelve
One
Each for each day
Counting crows
I once looked forward to August,
And everything after
Post-it display
Rigid planner
Fresh ledge pin border
manilla organizer
Flags shiver
at first fluorescent flicker
Hopes, rest silent
Delivered to hands, desk folded
Ready.
For August, and everything after
today is the last day
Tomorrow brings September
I write no. eleven
in calculation
of a Friday
March
Total unbalance
Thirteen or Fourteen
I awoke in a classroom
counting crows
omen
I once looked forward to summer's end
Now, there's no comfort in August
and everything after it
.
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About the Creator
No Real Balance
Reluctant Writer. Teacher.
Hawking vocal contests for love letters.
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