October

On a scale from one to twelve

I feel October

I feel October under my nails

from the scraping and scratching I do in the night

trying to escape

from October

I feel October

I feel October under my skin

from the air that I breathe

and the lack of light

that seeps through my vision the moment i wake

in October

I feel October

I feel October slowly dying and fighting the fact

that I feel October

slipping in to November in time