Fall Poem

fall poem
September 18 2005 at 6:14 PM sesp

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out near the mountains
without everyones ick
in my
air

the fiddles leap
enthusiasticly
under the
foolmoon

cutting through the night
like bugs
past the leaves
to our ears
near the river
the mountains

backlit with dying
light

bringing cooler mystery
as fall breezes
tease