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Like a bad lover

November 14, 2009

Fall feels like that person you see sitting on the opposite end of the sofa at a party that looks charming and interesting but as they edge closer you notice they have bad teeth and breathe, touch you when they talk and their hands are all clammy and their clothes are dirty and mismatched. You feel cheated because you missed out on talking to that hot tan person because really, isn’t that kind of thing over with? Warm, tan, easy going? You thought some edge would be cool. Yes, cold. Cold and damp. Fall is like the lover you thought you wanted and when you have them they break dates, stand you up, give you the cold shoulder and are hard to snuggle up to. You find yourself pining away for wearing less clothes even though the colder weather has softened your skin-making it doughy when naked and pale like milk. Longing to bear your shoulders in the sun, that lover you wished for -Fall-blows cold wind down your neck forcing you to steele yourself for something harsher like snow. An inevitable ice that hardens your heart and turns your toes black.

4 Comments leave one →
  1. November 23, 2009 10:41 am

    Turns my toes black. Love your connection to fall, even if it’s not a loving connection.

  2. November 24, 2009 8:47 pm


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