AUTUMN!

autumn blue
like dialled in from photoshop

the crispy litter gathers round
the weedy borders and the red brick edges
of
quiet domestic morning toast calm

in the cafe the waitress women wear floppy halloween hats
and
i
sit
reading Bunker cos Foyles had no Goodis

graveyard; natures ragged gold coins pile and clot
under
the burnt amber hues
a woman bends over 
wiping down her parents shining black headstone
and 
a mother chases a football kid in the park
he stops his little running and picks up a big leaf
and
turns
to
hand
it too her
same mother and child i saw singing together when i left the 
warm cosy heating of the drying washing house

i buy milk in the shop - all perfect
all autumn - dialled in from photoshop
cold air
cleans 
that Silent Hill fog away

and - what is that?  in the brown drift hiding the kerb?  
a leaf, lots of leafs, but
they
are 
WHITE!
albino leaves in the torn gold stacks!

what Windows glitch is this?