October in Boulder

On a steel-gray street,
dead leaves crinkle dead
beneath Prius wheels

The stubble of hilltops
basks in a frigid halo;
dogs lick small brown ants

Retiring aspen play
in football team colors,
Coach Fall calls the plays

The "new shoe smell" fades
from scholastic feet walking
on a rhomboid campus

People with budgets are
monitoring the price of gas,
as a bus runs south.

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