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The Fifth

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Seasons come around here
like they do everywhere else:
Spring spreads her touch across
frozen fields and brittle branches
left behind by Winter's solemn stare;
Summer drips molten sunshine
into Autumn, lifting her rusted skirts
With a breath of reluctant longing.

Just beyond Autumn's reach
and hidden from Winter's vigilant gaze,
a fifth season dwells, small and sallow,
her bare feet crusted in filth;
not for want: though she lives in famine,
she is too well fed.

She smacks on regret and sorrow,
shoves fistfuls of wretch and decay
past her lips; wipes the back of her hand
across her mouth and grins:
a morbid display of pointed teeth
yellowed by dismembered days.

She is the Dying Season,
and her feasting has begun.
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PeetathebreadMellark's avatar
This is great!! I love your style of poetry!!