October

Who can say
whether the world is over at the end of October?
Who can say that there's a downside?
Far afield
there is something going wrong and you know you don't want it.
I would claim that it's about time.

It's been too long, we're finding out
it's been too long, we're dying out

Once a way
Twice we pretended but you know that don't mend it
once the frayed end comes unraveled.
Stand and feel
alone in your room seeping coldly right through you.
There's the way resentment travels.

It's been too long, we're finding out
it's been so long, we're dying out.
It's been too long, we're finding out
it's been too long, no climbing out.

Who can say
whether the world is over at the end of October?
Who can say that there's a downside?
You're a shame
fulfilling your role like a subordinate soldier
day to day it's everything you know.