weather

it's autumn again
and what that means to me
nay
what that does to me
is something tragic
though I try to be better I try try try
sometimes it doesn't work sometimes it's just too hard there is an answer no
well maybe I'm lost again forever again in the waves in the wind of the Spanish coast
in Washington wanting to be not wanting to be and I can see the reeds 
they sway bend break move around me like they haven't a care in the world
which
I suppose
they haven't