The last time I was there the sun was so hot it burned holes through my t-shirt

It was a day coated purple
when he drove the car towards
the edge of all he could see
and sat as an evening began
without him,
and would undoubtedly
end the same way.
Lights turned white to red
and back again
as hours became night
and October disappeared
for another year.
He smelt Autumn in the air
and it was warm on his face.