A Plot to Lose

Fade the sun to awning blue
Guiding lights to dimmer hue 
I have wondered at the parking sign 
Municipal ownership hourly shrine 

I lost my heart on a farm out east 
Mistaking sound for lovely feast 
Could the language roll around 
Freshest kale in summer ground 

Season's greetings make haiku 
Failing that it's syllabic glue
Stuck to nightly blurry time 
Blueish mem'ry covered grime 

I forgot the first and person 
Numbered values cursed and worsen
Tensed to every current same 
Inconsistent martyr's name