Dying Leaves
An autumn walk with a friend. It seemed a revelation to me that the leaves which were dying were also beautiful and healing.
October moment.
I relent.
To let
your shot of igneous color -
dying color,
stifle mine.
Above. Jealous of your
blanket sky.
Take me too and too.
Heavy feet.
We tread your carpet
down.
Darker than before.
And your bleeding reds,
swallow,
ingest - in dying mess,
the hurt of those
who walked
on me.
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