(NaPoWriMo Challenge: April 4, 2017)

If joy could be expressed in a flying hat,
proliferating name-scape of rainbow,
moving on, taking it on, navigations,
negotiations and somewhere in all that
deciding where love is, the long bow
stroke of strings, unsure anticipation,
a girl meme the man tries to get at,
the elevator hi, snowing outside the window,
food prices, door beads, girlfriend salvations,
a reflection of a sign, the turning of the ducks,
the soft anodyne flip to the condescending f*#ks.