They are darker now,
longer and I don't like it.
The darkness surrounding the house and melting into the windows and laughing at the open curtains.
I don't like it.
Longer nights and darker nights.
Darkness filling the hours of day.
Filling the confusion of mind.
Filling the sense of breath.
I don't like it.
The whiteness of breath will be here soon and the whiteness of curled grass as the frost throttles and strangles.
It's the beginning of the end
of the year...
I don't like it.
My skin and my mind crave the warmth and golden glow of beautiful summer reflections...
My blood is beginning to freeze..
as my heart becomes cool and my passion turns the colour of blue.
