Holding an autumn leaf in my hand..
Noticing the reds and oranges melt into my pores
Breath circulating in me, until its fresh and new
I let the gust claw and tear at my skin
Until my veins float to the top..mortal and blue
Sometimes I feel blinded by the glorious flakes
Reflecting the sun's gentle light
Swallowing me into the frost's belly
Icicles hang mockingly from my bangs
Its frigid cold outside, but my legs are jelly.
The blankets of green offer me comfort
As the blur of pavement below me degrades me
Globe spins with little concern
The scowl of Mother Earth leaves me
Applying ointment to humanity's burn.
The morbid heat beats burns and blisters
Yet the proletariate dip into Earth's essense
Like it belongs to them truly
In the minds of mortals
The cycle plays out like an old movie