you could hide
under a leaf.

we walk in stillness-
hearts of space-
largely under leaves.

now i think
the world's illegible
i read the leaves.

no one told fen
about the grim election.
he deduced it on his own,
in the trembling of the leaves.

no matter 
how much
we conceal we reveal
there is more
to us than meets
the eye.

 
tell yourself-
i am sparing.

tell yourself-
i am 
a leaf-hopper.

when every belief fails
that's when you know 
you're belief.

 
i tell you
nothing has changed
for me and you.