Lay me down
Among the bones
Within my reliquary
Dyeballs and chestnuts
Dotting a damp yellow yard
Eyes open wide
But there's a shroud
Across the sky
Squirrels scurry by
Climbing the trees
I never made the time to try
Who would've thought
Who would have ever thought
Summer would pass so fast
Day by day
I met each arbitrary deadline
And maintained
The silly charade
Of a person who can act their age
Now silk-tailed waxwings jingle
Bells my mind recalls
But ears can't hear
I seek them following paths
Of berries dropping everywhere
Who would've thought
Who would have ever thought
Summer would pass so fast

One last time
Before the mold
Crept into figs and quinces
I meant to rinse myself
In a warm golden light
And let it sink deep
Into my skin and
Fold a blanket round my heart
Knowing it's hard
To keep hope alive
When the sun goes dark
Who would've thought
Who would have ever thought
Who would've thought
Summer would pass so fast