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Autumn Leaves
volume 7 number 6
Autumn Leaves volume 7 number 6 |
Lying lazy
Knowing the sun is, too;
This far
North
This deep in my canyon.
Fall is the time when
Hummingbirds move
Elder berries
ripen
Father Sun sleeps in.
The big mountain
Guarding my sleep
Hides the morning
Sun
Until it's warm enough to get up.
The River smells like fish.
Will there be enough water to
meet them?
To spawn and die
They will come anyway.
Lying lazy
There is a reason
For the struggle to live
just to Die.
I just don't know why.
