The chestnut leaves its leaves
Spin the wind waltz
The leaves are leaving
The leaves are leaving
The leaves are leaving today
I'm leaving you
With the last unburnt leaves
Green chestnut hedgehogs
It feels the safest
Curled up in balls
As Jacques Derrida said
We are safe because we are so vulnerable
We lie down to sleep in the middle of the highway
We live like leaves
We love like leaves
We leave each other like leaves
On the other side of the sunlight
On the other side of the moon
The other side...
We live like leaves shedding one leaf for another
Like suicides or bats
On the branch of an old chestnut tree
Even after the leaves fall
This fall
We are hanging on a chestnut branch
Plants also feel pain
but they do not know how to shout
louder than silence