Black leaf against the sky
Tracing arcs of abandon
No one left to see it now
No one left to wonder
Why it gave up
The green
On a hot breeze blowing
Past the husks of silos
Where the brambles whistle
Over thistle and forlorn
Little leaf is sailing
Through the broken grin
Of cities sunk in shadow
Full of cars that don’t pollute
Almost stuck in the great
Brown-green river
Oozing through empty cables
Once a bridge a mile long
It is firmly caught
In a forest of fur
Pylons like the stuff
That used to grow on cheese
The leaf is absorbed by the fungus
Staring at the sky.
And where is the mind to eulogize
This stupid leaf, vestige
Of a world gone by?
The mind is somewhere
Cause Mind can never die
But it isn’t here
It isn’t in this place
Because it gave up the green
It gave up the green
When a mind leaves a body
It goes somewhere else
But an unworthy death
Leaves the mind
Twitching like a shrimp
In the endless void