The broken flow ebbs out of me, words like sneezes
reticent yet unstoppable
ignoring allegory and reason
letting loose a tailored tale
of flesh redeemed in a hopeless season
The words do matter
and I'll keep on
fiercest love glimmering like first snow at dawn
morning's breath caught cold,
greeting November
autumn's hasty retreat, another goodbye
another chance to choose
to live fully alive
