i am september...

don't let my appearances fool you.

i am the queen of decay.

i open the doorways

to darkness where souls

of sun-wearied

revelers

run to hide in shame

from the misdeeds of their youth.

i am the queen of shadows

who digs tunnels into

hillsides where

lovers lay

beside

one

another

aching in death

for one last breath of life

to kiss and fuck again.

but i rule with an iron fist.

i say "NO!"

when it comes time

to end the

games of 

the deception of
imagining there is such a thing
as

eternal youth.

you must realize,

death is all around you.

i display her so you

can remember

that your

time here

is oh,

so

s

h

o

r

t

.

.

.