This is part 2 of 3. It is a set, but they are rather loosely connected, they don't make up one story in themselves, merely a whole under 'the ultimate ungraspable'. They were originally all part of one very long poem, at least that was the idea, but I split them up and gave each autonomy - despite the thematic link of 'autumn' - though they were written in immediate succession, if there was the complete separation implied by that at all. they are also on different events, not just the one.
The ultimate ungraspable (II)
The ultimate ungraspable (II)
winter's chill too much to bearToo much, too soontheir ends metand I lack soilfor my dead.
smearing car-crash crimson
all over my veins
my moods a haze
you struck me colour-blind
seeing only autumn
in every spring.
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