projection screens rumple,
like trans-seasonal auditoriums
exiting single file.
whereon
the taxidermy of leaves--watercolor
daubs in a children's book, whose
pages are yellowing.
half-torn dogears, peaking off with a
turn of story.
think the smuggery of branches giving
directions--until they snap.
as highborn winters gather to look down
on a piece of haggard surety.
as earths tone traceries...
veined with dishevelment of leaves.
as the backdraft of a dragon's breath
melts snowflakes on its tongues.