heartfelt tenderfoot stepping on my toes in the cold autumn hazing of the amber streams of light shining in the puddles laughing in the dark escaping hunting nightlights and laughing in the dark winds like darling gentle ices tasting like a leaf everywhere a sign of a dull eternity slipping off to be forgotten in the tattered streams of light the amber finding hiding people wasting time and eating rain incoherent odor-tasting celebrating tender feet in heartfelt chilly oily puddles laughing in the dark.