Typhoon
Fascinated, as the
water rises
Agitated, the geese
fill their bath, having a laugh
Circles of crap, creep
above ground, not a sound
Silent, no more
excitement or enlightenment
Floating flip-flops,
just like the ones you got
But, not anymore
Your two feet, three
feet above the floor
Floating, boating to
the shore
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