Autumn

and more balloons and streamersEverything’s dying out there.
The leaves are falling off the tree.
It cannot be too good for me.

Have you noticed the bushes are bare?
Why are you doing this to me?
Have I not begged pathetically?

Do you have a conscience? Do you even care?
Everything’s dying. Are you even aware?
You just want to get me out of your hair.

I’m not going anywhere close to out there.