Equinox Go Round Poem by Raj Dronamraju

The trees all dripped with hairspray
The fires of seasonal of death colored beautiful frames
Spun out giants surged back in retreat
The jacket I wore before lunch, I took off later in the afternoon
 
The cities that daydream of fierce tornados
Ponder the reason for so much autumn inspired verse
A tilt on an axis, day and night breaking equally
Staccato shards of light piercing time
 
Bring me the day that has yet slip away
And the night time that wears a disguise
The billy goats gruff telling me to set my clock back
A six month phase out approached by a misshapen void