in autumnal rains
wind stirrings
of leaves let loose
flutter
round me
and we
kiss
in the gusts and clones
yet i am weighty
in my collar
and folds
i catch them
in my pockets
with no intent
they fall
fall
and dance round their tree
in drizzle
and blow
but i am weighty
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