pi & anne

a mess of leaves
slow down
my feet
                                                November frost
                                                too late to grow
                                                thick skin
          layer onto layer
          outside the window
          first snow
                                                    as of now
                                                    no troughs are left
                                                    to be filled
   a candle's
   up and low
   stripping down
                                        these legs have gone
                                       to sleep
                                       to sit in the dark

               awake I am dreaming I am