a jacket that's been lost
& had been had
since what seems like
infancy
is found in the back of a close friend's car
right as
the first bleak breezes of fall
give birth to blow
tobacco to burn faster &
my hair to mess easier,
-
the covering itself
is less of a reward
than the basis of :
common possessions
of your own worth
always make way
-
back to bethink
-
as the earth alters it's fancy
once again.
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