earthbound

the trouble with autumn...

when leaves fall, it is i who falls.

this gravity, this pungency,

here, confined to a purgatory,

i am earthbound.

i've scratches on my legs

endlessly applying lotion

as the flies come and go

their lives endlessly slow

i've no escape from the pattern.

i do what i don't want to do

i say what i don't want to say

i am still earthbound.