Fall, Food and Failure

Trees subdued on the brownish prairies
Giving up green rich in life
Crispy mild winds patting on the soft
Dents in the field of patchy brown grass
Fall unfailing the way to old and cold

The pans are ready amidst the hype
Wednesday is here waiting for turkey-day
Stuffing or fluffing we have a murky turkey
Deepened fryers ready to wreak havoc
From the pan to the gut what? All that glut?
Nan bread with humus chapatti gives way

Forty-five hundred miles to embrace failure
Fall was out but failed to give us our food
For thought was that it can be done alone but
Failure says here we are yet again
We failed to plan but did we plan to fail?

While fall reminds us to fall back on what would’ve
We should’ve shoved this murky stuff deep down
Battering with butter there is no gutter business
Fried and baked these cakes are tough to swallow
That fall brings us cold and leaves food and failure.




-- 
-Laye
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"With fair speech thou might have thy will,
With it thou might thy self spoil."
--The R.M

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