what are we then are we then in autumn's autumn all bundled up towards the fading sun racing highways and distance us two us us in this empty seat now I see I see the overlap of time time time and us two we are in moving patterns defined even if one is static to the other's journey what what we sit next to each other in this blank face the sun falling before us in its golden glory turning orange and turning the leaves the same way to the yellow orange red brown march until they fall until they fall until we face each other like nervy-eyed honeys that honey up the empty face with pencil, with pen, the knife in hand to make this one special one shot a year or one shot a lifetime hover and cut