The circle is loaded

Like a spinning typhoon

It's the first day of fall

In this cool air applause

Skinny arms and all

How soft her scarf smells

Cigarettes and camomile

Her hair like a teenage song

Unearthing swarms

Alien and warm with charm

I feel summer sweeping out feel myself freezing like a water spout

Darling of the shadow skull

Where memory hides

Waiting for the sight of charm

The glass is high filled up with funny fumes

And it brings a comfort that will soon consume

Fill up this ragtop rising from the dumpster

For i am leaving soon and i'm trying hard to say that

Everything that's green turns gold

I am touching her and she is touching me we're null