The Murder of October

Posted byKindra M. AustinPosted inPoetry, Writing

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I look for rain when the leaves begin to turn

Lady-in-waiting of a place called

October

County Tyne and Wear

Buried in my cemetery

Autumn showers relax the earth

Release the bones of sacred love

Murdered

I kill, and kill again

‘Neath the falling sky

I kill you with affection in my heart

again, and again

 

 

Published by Kindra M. Austin

Author of fiction, poetry, and very sweary social commentary. Editor, and co-founder of Indie Blu(e) Publishing. Co-founder of Blood Into Ink, and Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen.

59 thoughts on “The Murder of October”

  11. Maybe whoever you’re killing with affection knows 🙂
    but they are just enjoying the affectionate murder.
    Good way to die really. Better than being eaten by a shark.

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    1. To me, it’s mercy. Because I cannot live my life with him. But the mercy he does not accept. And I feel like a murderer. Because I am, in a sense.

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          3. I’m sorry. Relationships are like people in that way, when they end. Exactly like people. A part of us dies, and all we have are memories. No matter how bad the relationship was overall, there are always some good parts.

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          6. Wow. What you’ve just said…my heart is bursting. I live for making great human connections. You have a friend in me, don’t ever doubt it. You’re beautiful. 🙂 ❤

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          7. I feel the same. A tingling sensation all over that I believe is visceral happiness radiating from my medulla. My face hurts from smiling, in the most beautiful way. 🙂 I’m proud and happy to be your friend, for as long as you want me. ❤

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