July 6 Search for body ends for the day

Autumn crept up on us as we were sleeping
the leaves brittle red warnings
we work in pairs, fingertips to the grass
no one knows who we are looking for but we look anyway
inch by inch
for months now the bodies have been appearing, all unidentified
one every two or three days
we come together and search to make the waiting easier
Its late and we're struggling to see, time to leave, start again tomorrow
Will you stay with me tonight?