Fall is here

And the corners of my mouth slide apart slightly

A breath escapes, but no one can tell

Because the only sound to be heard for miles around

Is the flight of leaves that have had their time

It’s over- hot thickets of air and midnight swims will be forgotten until July

And not long after frost has crept across the morning-lit ground

White will keep us inside, looking out and sipping our cocoa, 

Donning slippers and down blankets

And forcing the darkness of the earth away with fluorescent lighting