And so it goes
Here we are again
Once more I find myself;
It all sounds like a CD on replay with the same hit songs from 2004.

The autumn leaves warn of its onset through dying foliage
and I cannot shake this feeling that I’m straying-
Straying from the moonlit path
as if I am burying myself alive in the blackness of night.

I romanticize these estival days
and as I stepped back outside onto Adelaide,
I  looked upwards into a darkening sky of glowing architecture, thinking
how magical this state of essence is.


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