I Want To Kick Fallen Leaves

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Poetry

Submitted: January 28, 2018

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I want to walk the empty street,

To frozen limbs, dead trees;

Wearing black upon my feet,

I want to kick fallen leaves.

 

I want to cross with drunken gait,

To join the peerless peers;

Though darker times must need await,

I cannot tarry here.

 

For what is the tale of human fuss,

Eating, eating, eating,

Withheld the sweet flame passed to us,

Beating, beating, beating?

 

What is the tale of humans, thus?

 

Little is left to care about,

Less is left to do;

I’m not even sure of my whereabouts,

Sharing this poem with you.

 

I want to walk the empty street,

To frozen limbs, dead trees;

Wearing black upon my feet,

I want to kick fallen leaves.


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