Amy Martin

September

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Finally the rain
Finally the grey skies
Finding myself back here again

The roof is sagging
The guns are sounding
The firewood is damp
The bed inviting

September

Desperate grizzly
Devouring berries
Before the cold comes

Every last part of me
Stuffed full of thinking
Making myself ill
With the will to survive

September

A year ago this time I had it all figured out
A year ago this time I didn't have any pain
A year ago this time peace knew my name
And I knew hers

September

I press my face
Into the carpet
Of musty brown needles

I want to lie with them
Forever

September

A year from now I'll have it all figured out
A year from now I won't have any pain
A year from now peace will know my name
And I'll know hers

September