Stolon

When fall came your colors changed
And maybe it was the darkening days
Or maybe I grew stiff and cold
Maybe you didn’t change at all
Maybe
Maybe it was me
Maybe I’m like the snow fall
Maybe I’m cold as ice on your lips
And your tongue became tired
Of lining the inside of my mouth
My teeth like icicles
You didn’t want to get stuck
And maybe I’m the black ice on your road
Becoming ever treacherous in the building snow
Of sending you over the edge and into the guard-rail
And maybe your car insurance had expired
And I was a risk you couldn’t take
Maybe I’m the coldest day of your year
And you couldn’t wait for me to be over
Maybe your colors did change
I always liked the look you had
Bright and brilliant swaying in the breeze
Your orange and red and white teeth
I wish they would again sink into me
And tear my flesh like a twelve car highway death
Because I don’t know how this story ends
Unless it ends the way it started
And it started with the sun
But the sun is gone and it’s never coming back
It left the stars to fend for themselves
And they fell to their knees in rapid descent
And I wish I could fall with them
But this ice in my veins is keeping me from moving in natural ways
And your smile etched into my brain
Is more than my frosted heart can take
And it’s a check I couldn’t cash
As I’ve already emptied the bank
I’d go and take a loan to aid in this endeavor
But the shop is closed for remodeling
And it’s negative three degrees
And it ceased to be Autumn
Now it’s full on freeze
And I’m spent and I’m spending all of my heat
The light bulbs have burst
And the sockets are layered in condensation
My fingernails are cracked and chipped
And my skin is pink
It’s raining sleet like stars falling into the street
I wish it would crack my frigid skin like concrete
And maybe if the sun would return
My cracks would sprout weeds
Like I’ve seen on the sidewalks
And when fall came my colors could change
And we’d be one in the same
And our brilliant, bright, orange and white teeth would meet