By: Charles Aldux
10/16/2022
My Despisition of the Fall
I despise the fall.
It's so dim and grim.
There meets hardly any lucid sunlight.
The sun which lays in the ether, barely meets an unmolested day by the harassing clouds.
And even when it does have that deprived fortune, the befrosted coldness still devours like vampire teeth to the temperature sensitive nerves of human skin.
The trees are barren.
And it is overtly cold.
Such a dismally depressing season.
As I do not wish to leave my humble abode.
I despise the fall.