who was obsessive about thoughts

                        who was obsessive about thoughts,


    the ideas of power and of
    lost scraps of leaf-paper moments:
                      a vain gathering like of leaves turned colors
                      of the mud-gravel spat upon.
    They all gone at once from charmed heights while
    turned to climb the stairs in
    a broken slump,
    locked-eyed
    and out-moaned.