August Babies

Near comes that winter sun, so feeble
We succumb to thinner afternoons
Mothers and fathers write their sequels
It helps to cauterize their wounds

There's a million other people
Killing time while trying to choose
Between the billion loves and evils
I have mine both, and both are you

Bodies float on down the river
Water bloats to no ID
They reach the frozen lake and shiver
The children all grab sticks and poke psyche



Credits
Writer(s): James Jackson
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