One edge
hanging over the mountain--
the Milky Way

---Shiki
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popping plastic
a car veers to the gutter
drifts of tired leaves
cold bright autumn day -
the last leaves float to the ground
like lost promises
old stones, weathered smooth
a deep bed of pine needles
guarded by angels

leaves shiver, cling
against the thinly-veiled moon
you are gone


raking new leaves
over the same ground -
therapy session