One Last Day  

One last day of August
September creeps in
green and grey
the light is changing
Her eyes are changing

I met this girl
one joyous spring
in a dark alley behind a dark bar
she had the light
of all the world in her then

This last day of August
she's distorted distant whispering
strung out and alone
on the line
Her eyes
have darkened like the days

© 2006 Lara Thesenvitz