Auburn Epitaphs - Mutual Benefit

The cold wind starts to change the leaves

I start to see you in my dreams

You carved some words into a stone

After you left for the great unknown

You really hoped it would mean something

That it means something

Smoking another cigarette

I read the auburn epitaphs

I pause to feel the gravity

That permeates a part of me

So I press my pen into the page

Pretending that these words can change

Feigning that they have some meaning

That they have meaning