Autumn Sky

In my great grandmother's time,

All one needed was a broom

To get to see places

And give the geese a chase in the sky.

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The stars know everything,

So we try to read their minds.

As distant as they are,

We choose to whisper in their presence.

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Oh Cynthia,

Take a clock that has lost its hands

For a ride.

Get me a room at Hotel Eternity

Where Time likes to stop now and then.

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Come, lovers of dark corners,

The sky says,

And sit in one of my dark corners.

There are tasty little zeroes

In the peanut dish tonight.