Where has all the water gone?
Passed through the grounds
Darkened to stimulate the river
Of trees crying to clog the sewers
Falling in a pattern: green to yellow
Red is the end, a stoppage that might
Be frozen in timelines
Orders of prevention
Informed by dictates of memories
Broader definitions erase the chalk
Boarding up the doors to the futures
Emote to the marker but no further
The day could give you both:
Water, detritus, a place to leave
Tripartite dualism, an alchemist's
Linguistic dream, our autumn
Day of resolution
Roman Ryan 