dead leaves falling

i think the dead leaf falling to the ground thinks many things. sadness for being forced to leave the branch it's always known, anger for not being able to slap the butts of crap happy birds leaving it's surface. happy that the crap happy bird will no longer be crapping on it's surface.

but the number one thought.
i hope i don't fall into that pile of crap.

i mean, isn't that what we all think as we are falling down. some dead and some dead like. forcibly or willing. with happiness or sadness.
i hope i don't fall into that pile of crap.

if you were a dead leaf, what would you be thinking as you were falling down dead?