October you seemed so fresh
But you were so long ago
When all we could do
Was work hard and dream of days
Spent in bed, waking up late
Belly full, head full of dreams
And now, January
You seem so used up
And something we’d like to forget
Because now
When you have to buckle down
You got no time for deep greens
And blinding reds or kissing flowers.
Once this time passes,
It’s time to get serious.
So throw away your past
Because waste is a concept that
Outlasted its usefulness.
Someday we’ll all ride out
To the dump together.
Photo - N
Words - S
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