Autumn’s Equations
The gambles of the year when towers fell,
when change came and loss ruled summer’s court;
That autumn’s equations were always going to be skewed.Time and chance and blustery days,
and while flowers grow in autumn’s park,
autumn’s gamesters deal from stacked decks.Perspex algebra of emotion;
bust one, bust all.All that’s left – shuffle the cards once more, roll the hard six;
solitaire a game ironcast giants have no patience for.Would that we had not played,
and were instead
still talking.
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