Leaf Poem by Zaffar Qureshi

Don't ask me why,
look, look at me,
and smile,
pretend that you understand,
pretend that this makes sense,
pretend that it's fine.
Listen,
even if I make no sense,
listen,
emotions and words,
could never become friends.
In immense bliss,
this moment drowns,
drown with it,
and sing along-
Bliss oh bliss till you're gone,
I shall sit on the autumn leaves,
and through the night into the dawn,
sing a song so woebegon,
that every forgetful passerby,
would smell of unspoken goodbyes,
and then and only then I shall,
fall from my autumn leaf.