An autumn born of <br />bastard love <br />now sterilized and premature. <br />rains frozen tears <br />that slice the leaves and <br />bleach the colors <br />silently. <br />So pale the wind that builds <br />its rage to where <br />it bursts in sonic boom <br />coughing, lurching, draining life <br />it feeds across <br />the valley.<br /><br />Hans Bump<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-unremitting-season/
