Wickerbird the leaf maker

beside me
my broken yawl
my trawling
through
and falling
the winter's pall
all consumes
all consumes
(a dog in the doorway is wintering now)
(yes, the dog in the doorway is settling down)
beside me
my broken awl
my carvings
strewn
my darlings
i've killed them all
save for you
save for you
save for you
save for you