Somber colors of the fall
light and shadows stretch out tall
cold is later like a call each could own
unknown future sets down sprawls
Shining surface of the sea
never was ever to be
reflections rise over quark trees in time
designs show more ordered keys
Wars and rumors of war fuel greed’s line
ice and paper electron trails tryme
waveform politics; not much was learned
fit pests plowed mass chaos fine
Ordered chaos, churning loam
peace is made with blood red foam
book of life, weighty tome, sans hoar frost
froth tossed due account Somme.
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