odd time signatures

intact heart on a broken road


Summer ceded to Autumn
in the span of mere hours
ahead of schedule.
It goes like that.

One day, this way
The next, that.
Different signal colors atop
Crumbling infrastructure.

Seasons altered by
misdirected currents
Sweeping away one way
For the next.

As Summer lay down
Among thistles and weeds
Her intact heart lay just ahead
On a broken road.

As Autumn dawned
Road crews were
Nowhere near, leaving
A heart, reserved.

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