Jeff Gangwer - Raking Leaves

Dust from
dancing clouds
stains my
mouth and nostrils
while I rake
these fallen leaves—
a thousand skeletons—
broken petioles,
empty veins,
dry blades—
yellow,
saffron,
and
brown

Then I spit

Jeff Gangwer

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/raking-leaves/