16.2.22


it thought he didnt see it

he could tell by its gait nonchalant no hurry  nothing to see here
                                                                     Whadaya lookin at, buddy?
Im lookin at you

Ya can quit anytime.

Yare like a carwreck I cant

Yare making me selfconscious.

Im enjoying your consciousness Makes me feel like Im getting away with something

OH I’m so pleased.
                      No. Really.  Stop.

Am I truly bothering ya

Yes.


Then my apologies
                    It wasnt my intention to be an interlopervoyeur I thoughtI was grateful that I  I was am probably the sole witness to your adventure  perhaps the onset of your next adventure

My.  I wasn’t thinking, my apologies.
                                          However I really must be off.  Goodbye.

Goodbye

Off it hustled which was inaccurate
                                      it strolled


a brittle fallen live oak leaf strolling down the descending driveway to parts unknown

1420,  ReggaeFriday,  19  11. 21
1217,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  16  2. 22

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