Death of Summer

Grass shriveled- 

Death  hollowed & straw like 

 Is crowned in whispers of gold 

Which hang with the pallor Of song’s close – 

Gallows of season’s hang

Like embers dying,  numbed awake 

By Helios haunting the flesh

As lungs hymn the breeze

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