September Blues

September is so full of childhood nostalgia

You think you might throw up

Opening up blinds

Letting in light for the last time this year

Each ray of sun prefaced by “this might be the last one”

While your body already recognizes the changing season

You think of September’s sad hold on you

“Things begin again” it says

But you wish

So desperately

You wish for things to slow down

Let things end easy

And start again when I’m ready