Dead leaves and rain

i can hear the autumnal call
my life and world are waning
the seasonal curse
bestows dead leaves and rain

the fruits that have fallen
[bruised and bitten]
are decaying
much like my spirit

the bones from this exhausted body
are all that will remain
then i will become
the blood of the earth

-JG

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