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Last year's leaves whisper
in a foot-shuffle vortex
panic in the humus
there's a monster in soil city
bird eye head-cock alert
for an unwary meal
but something's in the wind
crows know
a bird flaps heavily away
a Change is coming
they always know and
they remember, keep their heads
through what for us is a strange oblivion
a crackle, a stirring in the wisteria
a moment of vertigo
a pause to gather lost thoughts
you slowly lower your binoculars
how long has that bird
been watching you?