Let's imitate Fall leaves outside my apartmentThe pain is like an Autumn treeLet's imitate Fall leaves outside my apartment by ~Dangqi
chiseling off pieces of my chest cavity.
Then dropping'em bit by bit into the wind
where they drift, tumble, and spin
into mounds and piles of debris--
scattered remains cast asunder, ashes
of a hopeful, tormented, and cold
heart who stood up despite the gashes,
in ardent, beautiful and sober gold.