Wednesday, November 14, 2018

Mid Autumn


 
Blowing from West to East
Fallen leaves gather and disperse
None lost

Clouds die
Giving birth to the blue
Which die in sunset

Rosy cherry blossoms
Blooming and falling then
Like daily the sun

Horror movie
A hand claws into my thigh
Not mine

Wet, cold, and dark night
Autumn kills the merry sounds
Sea swallows the moon



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