I make my way
To my favorite walk
From my favorite street
To my favorite dock
The winds are strong amidst the wen
It’s October once again
I kick a leaf from its sodden spot
A browned crack erupts from rot
A truck pulls slowly through the lot
A rat slinks softly cross a pot
One day the weather rounds the bend
Now it’s October once again
The pumpkins creep
Along the stoop
Each one vying
For its favorite roost
Bold
And simmering with change
Autumn sheds her leaves again
The air is stiff
Our bodies cold
Insidious frost
Creeps up our nodes
The spirits lurk
The dead they loom
It seems October
Is now in bloom
I sink my eyes
Into the roiling skies
And say a prayer
Before I die
The winds are strong amidst the wen
It's October once again
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