the moment of a leaf's fall,
its turn from stem,
its rest upon
the buoyant air,
a movement within
the pull of the ground.
these moments from time and space are culled
as if i plucked leaves from the air.
tum-tum tum-tum
tum-tum tum-tum
as if i plucked
leaves from the air
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