After November

After November

a short stop on

laughter

signals a price to pay

a fog simmering low, oppressive, bright

know the war starts at your skin

know the war does not stop there

plan escape routes

plot the outline of the soul

pull wishes from your tooth

count the hairs that stand alert

tag, London bridge is falling 

write everything down

let it fall from your throat 

like a moan gone astray

barking, mad, rabid

let it be wild

this love

this laughter

of a night given 

to riotous decay

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  • Camille Colpitts

    Camille Colpitts is a poet/non-fiction writer and newbie to the Central Valley. Her works and contact can be found at camillecolpitts.com.

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