first fall of fall
a carpet of crepe paper leaves
shuffle in the grass
sycamore sticks are everywhere
the liquidambars are still green
soon they will contract a skin disease
burning scarlet they'll flake naked
bugs will eat their spicy leaves
their caltrops will pester the winter streets
the fresh fish of fall
fish in the fresh leaves
red fish in the red leaves
fish leave the red ponds
when the leaves drop into the ponds
fresh fish amongst the fresh dead leaves
fresh fish in the fresh red leaves
the icewater wind fills the sky
where the fresh red fish break the water
wild fish in the iron sky
leaves and fishes on the circadian hill
wild ions in the fishy sky
in the fishy scaly iron sky
in the flaky scaly iron sky
scaly flaky fish in the sky
wild finch in the fishy sky
finch eating irons in the iron sky
iron rations in the finchy sky
rationing fishsticks in the ion-finch sky
these fall fish fly
in the cold dawn when the air is watery
in the damp dewy water dawn
in the dawn of the water
the fish go on
off into the sky
the red leaves like red
fish
in the blue stream of the sky
flowing in the cold water of the sky
the cold fall water of the sky
cold water falling from the fall sky
washing down the red leaves and the finches
finishing off fall, flushing off the leaves
flushing all the leaves down in the squishy gutters
the red leaves swimming in the beaver gutters