Faster than Falling

You were at the park, two in the afternoon

sitting under Midas’ tree

when he shook the King’s neck

and made yellow rain around you

 

You laughed once and said stop

I’m trying to read

but he kept shaking

so your finger went in the air, warning him not to

 

Remember that game

when we were young and leaves were gold

arms to the sky, we caught them all

to build our make-believe thrones?

 

They say you lost touch

when you travelled through time

leaves are just leaves

sitting here, all you’ve outgrown

by Charlene Kwiatkowski

 
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