when i sneer
all the leaves
i've raked up
and pressed
between the pages
where they deserve to rest
just scatter in a rank breeze
and scatter again
along the path and lawns
where i first saw them.
so i rake them again
and i snort some more
and do so until
no one sees the sky.
today's weather is
leafy, partly snarly,
with a 20 percent chance of grief
and night and morning black clouds
that will make the neighborhood
a sight worth seeing
if you were a gnome
under a bridge
loading a gun.
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