the summer was rooted in cement

everything blocked

everything stopped cold where it stood


and all the wrath of karmic payback

picking our pocket of every last coin of grace

every whit of the price as they say

paid if not gouged


and what is left but knowing

you cannot amends for what you are being punished

done is done as far as that goes

and all you do is tie yourself more tightly to that karma


you make amends and change your ways only going forward

even if your current life's fate

is to be crushed down with every move you make


the god may be unforgiving

may have no pity or mercy for you

and even if you say not my will but Thine

even if I Am That I Am means Things Are As They Are


it is still on you to amend your ways

no matter what is thrown at you

no matter how much your guardian angels

are merely the One's henchmen


and now as the approaching Autumn begins to crack

these solid pavements

where will we find ourselves

cold bones of the passing of our time?



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