Fog walker

fog walker 
the millipede’s carpet 
of legs

leaves falling

through low sun
a yellow-shafted flicker

death in autumn

that inevitable cliché // the deplorable rightness of nature

safety orange

among blood-colored leaves—hunting season

burial tree

my 100,000 miles of veins

high winds

a falling branch crashes
my party of one

it’s not winter

it’s white springtime
#fakenews

As the green drains from the leaves,

why doesn’t it pool underground
like a reservoir of eternal summer?

maple-leaf viburnum

maple-leaf viburnum / turns out its true color / is viburnum

huckleberry leaves

in their autumn burgundy slow vireo song