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Fall Eve

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life

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How difficult it is to act cool

when the current 

of the time is just too hot

 

not get into the flow

when you know

what time it is

 

when, once the fuse is lit

you've been exposed, pros 

you know as 100 percent legit 

 

are getting hit

with the same rap sheet

sometimes being too positive

 

gets you more time

cause the people on top 

just don't stop lying on us...

 

apparently, In God We Trust

wasn't meant to apply to US

Tell the Prez to stop 

 

smoking that Angel dust

not to get a spontaneous signal

to override the negative factions

 

usual reaction when you're 

tired of the usual BULL

to ride in the backside

 

of the bus, except when its just us

cracking jokes too impolite for other folks

uninvited. complicated. too excited

 

too tightly wound not to irreverently... 

get! Down! got no hip I.D. Don't need it

to get you in there is no free pass.

 

Just tell them you are in 

with the wind, just passing through

if they say it again

 

tell them you just passed gas

who asked you

Ask Autumn if it got the call

 

chill in the night air 

leaves die in a burst of colors

turn brown and lay down

 

whether or not when 

the wind kicks in

they shake, rattle and roll

 

 

drop from the trees

and ride the wind,

winding down

 

from its place way up high

falling through a brief flight

a space in time

 

catching the breeze no more

perhaps even land

in a moving stream

 

where one journey ends

and  the next journey begins

joining its old friends

 

a sparkling brook

and a gentle breeze

but, then... lying dead, 

 

on the forest floor

looking up, to where it used to be

riding the wind, no, more...

 

Now, here 

where the night life 

has new definition

 

down here, where 

everybody gets down

to believe in 

 

hanging on in there

A guilt trip for people 

going back in the trees

(in their minds)

 

Imagine that

after the leaves 

get their calling

 

rivers of frigid air 

falling through space

coming to carry them home

 

making them shiver and quake

if you listen very carefully

go outside and ask them

 

do they cry in the wind

or just ask...for a good seat 

on their flight

 

last dance 

with your home tree

time to get into the fall y'all

 

Before your season

and your curtain call tour, 

does its customary adieu

 

do a perfect posthumous 

reverse swan dive, about face

right into a box just your size

 

And you take 

a well earned nap

and a last free ride

 

 

C2

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