wednesday, october 24
in the distance, there is snow on
the mountains
the foreground is an asphalt parking lot
and the leaves at the heart
of boulder's creek-path domestication
well into turning, they flash
and almost seem to burn in the sunlight,
some already like a kind of ash.
p1k3 /
2007 /
10 /
24
tags: topics/boulder, topics/colorado, topics/poem