Sincerely, Jennifer x

I need a cigarette,
my weight in whisky and the love of a good woman,
but I’m trapped in the cyclones of time.
I shower in soapy water,
solitude and the sad, sad tears of my spirits,
lovingly watching the autumn leaves from the open window,
ahead of their time like so many other things that I adore.
I think, perhaps,
I am in love with the autumn leaves,
and the days that they’ve seen.
I start to wonder,
waiting for my whisky,
if they know what’s in store for me.