don't think

\"don't even think about it,\"
he said with a smile,
writing the lines
with a grin and
a grimace from
too much POET
-RY the night
Before. and
i kinda knew
what he meant
and appreciated
the time spent to
share the thoughts
he'd had on the
line or two
laid down,
the poet-
ry not
with-
standing
other colors of fall
falling from the trees
with leaves as words and
the yard littered as a poem
written not by man, and mis-
understood by many.