1
In here, you smile and it's set, so
it starts all over; nothing alters here,
but I
deny it, though
it's still submerged in that
bleak, bitter haze; the crisp, cold leaves
are falling to the ground, the tree
has grown so tired of the
unearthly things,
but I
don't care, as I'm in here and it's out there


2
Inside, the heavy air
surrounds us, veiling what we know,
but it's not imminent, so we don't try-
you laugh
I'm not sure why,
but I laugh anyways;
as the dim light begins
to flicker, I
try not
to notice that the taut emotions are
materializing again


3
Outside, in the cool shade, you tell it all
your promises are vivid, but
your tone's so faint; still, I
don't question, why
should I?
Even if I did, they'd just be ignored.
The fabled solitude is now delayed
again, but this time, it is sure
to finally happen,
so in this shade,
I wait

4
The screen remains
so silent; tranquil air
admonishing me, speaking of
the distant past as it starts reveling
in my
fresh turbulence;
begin to ask
why I
still even bother with this anymore;
certain melancholia of
this season constant, I-

1
Upstairs
in bed, the air
surrounding stagnated,
the window telling me it all;
the leaves begin to crisp, and it repeats
itself;
this time,
identical to the last, but I still
remain so optimistic; as
the next prepares itself,
the air begins
to stir,
and I