Snack Time
A wall, a solid wall. A wall of stone or glass or steal?
A wall reaching to the sky lost in the atmosphere
A circle dancing in the sky a halo if you will
A golden shiny spinning sound
A square fall upon the earth, the earth goes round and round.
He needles through a meditation wondering if its a mediation.
A lasting blow for a glassing foe with feats so undemure
Take a seat she requests. Do quietly concur.
Tell us all about it, but best not to linger fast.
He silently nibbles upon a coconut cookie and contemplates his past.