Autumn, par Nicholas Ryan Sampson

Autumn

Autumn sneaks in

preceding dormancy

Leaves take on new beauty

with nothing left in them but a fall from grace

Individually insignificant

while masses burden

The colors give the illusion of burning out

but we really just fade away

(2012)

#Autumn #DeathLife

The hands of this watch haven’t moved since the last time you did and I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear the ticking

Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown

To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas

Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on

Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another

I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back

I hope this is postmarked before my death certificate is dat… but you’ll know why if it is or if it isn’t If you get this in time

Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting

I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows

There is a girl and I love her and I have loved her since the beg… Or so it seems to me as I only became conscious

It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me

Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin

I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face

I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we

I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark