i walked past a lonely lake
atop which sat two ducks,
one green, one brown

as i approached the lake
the two ducks drew close
and simply lay still
ah yes, i so viscerally remember
my feelings of amusement
seeing these motionless birds
in their idyllic state
leaking shards of philosophical grace

i then heard a scream
and saw a happy couple pacing by
with generous smiles
the man harboring dark eyes,
bruised lips and a stuttering stride

all i could think about
was how they wouldn't stop moving