9/26/7 AM

A Seattle hat’ll
Confer on you
The prestige a fur used to
What remains unknown
Is what seeds I’ve sown
Words misplanted go ungrown
The scrawl this fall
Conveys the haze
A season passing
Mind regressing
Clouds are massing
Cranium dressing
Crown cover
Nature lover
No umbrella
For this fella
A fine chapeau
Is the way to go
Huh HUH?