Embrace Him, He’s The New Death

Embrace him, he’s the new death, the

One we’re waiting on under this

Fecund fall of sweet dead leaves

And broken branches covering

Tracks into the middle before

Emerging out the other side.

Coffee’s on me if we make it.

There’s a Starbucks on the corner.

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