I am the center of this twirling universe
Chlorophyll drained bodies
Encompass me in a flying mosaic
Colors flowing out,
Each leaf bleeds green,
Morphing into brown, red, gold.
Assuming its death mask, each leaf is
Blown into anonymity by an indifferent wind.
Soaring and dancing,
Ambling and aimless.
My autumnal aura swirls away,
Haphazardly strewing confetti on the grass,
An October carpet beneath my feet.
