Illustriously I’m lounging
In the sun before it falls
With the fall and all its leaves
From the weakened fingers of these trees
Crashing back into the earth
Where I will join them soon
We’re as tied as tide and moon
And briefly I’m retreating
For one still season before I reemerge
Where all the turning wheels converge
In the spring as buds appear
At the ends of tiny stems
Who part the soil over again
Where these leaves browned and disappeared
Beneath my boot soles and my skin
Time will timely clean your slate
Of things you did and didn’t want down the drain
Passing years are hard to sit between
But they’re slicker than this rain
Its better to be in every season before they slip away
Now the yellow light is fading fast
Breathe through your nose while it still lasts
Feel it pass across closed eyelids
Let it lay down on your checkered arms and bare skin
When this burns out another will be lit
