carry me crowned
past autumn's waiting belly
ringed with burnished leaves
and seed-heads
ready to spill
upon the cooling soil
carry me to the river
and lay my head by the water
so the weeds may rise and enfold me
in their green mantle
carry me across
to where my winter queen
lies
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