it's autumn, no?

last night it was raining.
this morning it is windy.
i set my foot to the market,
want to buy some veggie
people wear jacket
and i ask myself why i am so quirky?
cause i don't think it's chilly.
and I'm even sweaty.

i sat at a breakfast diner,
ordered some hot buns from a steamer.
i rolled a cigarette and took out my lighter.
the lighter gave out a fainted fire
my breathed in the unbearable smoke, quicker
than i used to before.
this made me wonder.
i sense the wind is harsher
and the sky is dimmer
i ask the one in my inner
is it autumn yet?

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