The circle is loaded Like a spinning typhoon It's the first day of fall In this cool air applause Skinny arms and all How soft her scarf smells Cigarettes and camomile Her hair like a teenage song Unearthing swarms Alien and warm with charm I feel summer sweeping out feel myself freezing like a water spout Darling of the shadow skull Where memory hides Waiting for the sight of charm The glass is high filled up with funny fumes And it brings a comfort that will soon consume Fill up this ragtop rising from the dumpster For i am leaving soon and i'm trying hard to say that Everything that's green turns gold I am touching her and she is touching me we're null