Dec 2012
Unraked leaves
no longer dry and skittish
no longer danced free by wind
sit
damp
cold
in limp piles
edges quivering in the evening breeze
reaching
longing to escape
decay
no longer dry and skittish
no longer danced free by wind
sit
damp
cold
in limp piles
edges quivering in the evening breeze
reaching
longing to escape
decay
