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Pumpkin Space
Note: Satire? KD How I long to be a part of it; That shift in the season; Leaves leaving me wistful and ready For the good days of rain cooling out From the summer’s heavy hand. I can sense in a barista’s smile The need to shift from my old orders. There are always the options: Milk, syrup, potions and sensations Of spice and incurious men. My cup brimmeth under my glare; So much cream and orange magic. I feel like I deserve to try it again Just for this season; just for the mood As I enter a world of that crucial gourd.
By Kendall Defoe 25 days ago in Poets









