autumn

i forget more than i have seen

sea-side somnambulists

and winter wheat weathering

sounds long past me traveling

so many eyes and hearts

loves lost and erased messages

burning with misguided passion

and chemical committment

drops of blood waiting in  stem ware

beside broken bed testaments

eternal glances and ginger beer

on unlit tables recently adorned

with the saddest lace covering

relics unearthed proudly displayed

next to framed free verse

and the crumbs of sentiment

on a rose bordered plate