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taste of ashes, scent of dusk

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don't trust the harlot trees of Fall
rustling skirts of scarlet and gold
lifted above pale limbs
flashing false promises
of youth and immutability


turn back and see the teasing
as they drop their skirts
in bits to the ground
to bed you midst their former glories
tumbling, crumbling, fading to brown


taste of ashes, scent of dusk
it's not quite right, but it won't get out of my head til I write it down -
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