Laughing in the Dark

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.