broken words, water

"all my leaves are golden brown
and when they fall they make a sound
a silver sparkle in the air
what once was lost was never there

all my leaves are golden brown
and when they crack they make a sound
words are broken never spoken
in the air they flash and flare

all my leaves are golden brown
and when they shatter on the ground
a simple cover through the air
half waking to the moment there

all broken battered words are shattered
cower in the still deep writher

allmy leaves are golden bornw and as they fall they hit the ground
all single layered in their glowing
heaven sent and half is showing
waver as if flayed like water
mix'd to a diluted other

alll my leaves are golden brown and when they fail they slit the ground
and open a gape cloud and shiver
i was once and not delivered

held by breath and bone as matter
underground a sweeping cavern


all my leaves are glden brown and as they crumble plated out
they reverb in the cloudy air
and collect all the joy round there

all my leaves are golden brown and when they follow hear a sound
such cooling sense they sliver wander
we were gone and now discovered


"