I’m April rain and sunburst July
nightmare October’s duress;
sparring ages in grey-eyed September
Caught monarchs of her love
as they migrated city pastures
caught pappus, cherry blossoms, primeval
Blue haze pierced hazel pupils
monstrous daylight consumes after
anemic thunderstorms, gluttonous star
Inhale gusts and mild cloud’s saliva
exchange healing hatreds
topple distant forests, end doomed
Assist my horrors expansion
czar valentine, comrade cupid
sickle my closing aperture
Cudgel nights remorse
force all I feel to manifest
not from a page or a drink
But from me.
"Sparring ages" refers to my birthday which lands in September.
"Caught pappus, cherry blossoms" are a call back to my pieces Dandelion and An Hour Ago both describing the fleeing nature of love.
"as they migrated city pastures" a barely passable reference to Straight From The Devil's Mouth city of Historia.