september smoke

C
U
R
L
I
N
G
Upward on its side
n
a
k
e
Like a
Flicking, licking, sticking
its tongue against the blue
red and white too
i watch as it
turns into an angel before me
and she flies away
with the september smoke
V ANISHING
her halo glows
e
a
v
e
n
a piece of
lost within september
ouls
i wave goodbye
bye
i see her no more
as she disappears
with the
september
s m o k e
o
l
o
n
gna
el
my

-Copyright 2008: Carter Tachikawa

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