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Mulch, Misgivings of
Decaying leaf
Shaken free in the first gust of fall wind.
Violated by a dozen feet
Like quicksand struggling through an hourglass
Cascading over cobblestone roads
I find you.
Pot-valiant after a pint or two,
A swagger which puts Jack Sparrow to shame
Flamboyant in attitude, elegant in style
Spotlight back to you.
Defeated, deciduous babe
Hopeful as a French army -
Alas, sharing equivalent chances at success.
You are a failure.
Sodomized by creatures of the Underground
Day in, day out.
Your stem bashed and battered
One solitary chlorophyll graced tip.
I suck your strength -
A fresh glean in my eyes.
Waxy decadence comes quickly
As we fight off an instilling sense of urgency.
I feed off your musty soul
Devour the acrid juices you slowly spill
Seeping inside me.
Making remarkable progress through nonexistent organs.
I envelop you in grace.
Once colorful, tumultuous autumn leaf...
You fade with each season,
Forgotten by the masses -
Forced to your knees
Servicing haughty virgin sprouts.