1. daisies hum hymns in flutter-eyes weeping willow leans down to whistle a medley of fifteen-odd tunes you used to know but never quite did grasp the axis merry-tilts just a bit and you try to grab hold of a patch of sullen-sky but the clouds shift once more and you're unexpectedly holding rain in your joints running steady-rivulets in the morrow's wrinkles
2. you step onto the pavement avoiding the lines a knack acquired over years of practice on the sidelines of others' lives
kerb jumps up like a ***** with no chapeau its inordinate-syllogism bites your ankle like a swarm of ants in dread-ire in disorderly tornado-twirls
step.. step.. step..
walk on*.....
(piece-a-cake....right?)
S T - 4 decked / on / double
wave yer flag at the moon, baby.....wave! I'll be watching :)