Poem: Mountain October

The creaking door hinge.
My mind begins to swell.

There is no shelter from this.

You were my mountain October
And I was nothing but the sound of May

Fall nights we will remember
Preciously unceasing.

But your heart stopped
And the world kept screaming
And my eyes kept blinking
In this swallowing scenery.

The stagnant silence blanched white.
Demeter grieved the earth dry
For daffodil Persephone departed.

And I will paint the world in Payne’s Grey.

April showers
Unceasing memory
May flounders
Gasping to breathe.

Hearing one sound:
The way mountain October
Fell into the sea.

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