Trembling Bells
september is the month of death
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September is the month of death
(Sing for the love of the earth with your dying breath)
With weeping trees and leaves bereft
Men prowl onyx-eyed with priapic desire
And waltz through woodland the colour of fire
I gazed at Autumn’s illumination
And sat at his feet and took dictation
Broadcasting prayers with every breath
September is the month if death.