
lingering behind
the last of the summer’s warmth
a cold night coming

lingering behind
the last of the summer’s warmth
a cold night coming

performing today
not sure if he’s returning
or offspring of one

walking in autumn
the sound of leaves underfoot
a breeze brings more

hidden in corner
taking a well deserved break
scarecrow without crop

hands on the clock
figures of light and shadow
marking here and now