Write Now and Later

I have forgotten the
smell of spring rain; the
birth of joy
a distant memory.

Cherry blossoms
fell like snow;
trampled by the feet of
dockets.

I was burned
by the heat of summer;
my body branded “a fool”.

The muscle in my chest
dried out; love consumed
by a lasting drought.

I was touched
by the autumn breeze;
my mind could not comprehend.

The nerves beneath my skin
deadened by time;
humanity evaporated
by the constant abuse.

I tilt my head away
From the sunrise; waiting
for the sunset.

Winter is coming;
I will be left
out in the cold.