Let’s check this landscape out
Recruited my legs for some novelty.
Past the wall I found myself identifying with
Past the irresponsible or perhaps maternally objectionable public art;
Children dance on water.
I hate it – it makes me tense and sad.
I don’t know where to put this.
There are no children around.
Only ghostly joggers.
“It’s a long walk”
But I have all the time in the world.
This rainy day
Having found myself
Six suburbs away.