i watch people from a window…men on fire-escapes smoking cigarettes…plaid clad children walking home from school…women strolling down alleys…looking in dumpsters…vagabonds pushing grocery carts…a crossing guard…
saw trees change over night…from greens to golds…some stand naked…others dressed in red…soon daughters and sons will be raking fall’s fortune into piles to be played in…autumn frolic…chapped lips…
tis November…the wind wails…breath is seen…eyes water…a sky grows dark…we lose time…always losing time…where does it go…where does it go…
