Poem: Fall Shadow

 

Fall Shadow

 

a cobweb of leaves

kept breaking around,

smaller and smaller.

no cure for such wine-

hued deteriorations, no glue.

they faltered to snap as feathers

fallen to pull me down into

their sticky lack of reason, wrapping me

in an unruly cloak.

who i was became the leaves:

the wrinkled assemblage of such faces,

of scrunched chins and

waterlogged jowls with torn eyes.

it was a slither of the history of my shifting years.

the leaves became as huge

as a sea anemone which was as big as everywhere

my footsteps had ever tread. 

they knew my smooth moves, 

my flashy darts, the empty fear

behind my fish stare.  and they knew

how to collect me, to reveal the

unendurable mystery, and why.

 

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