Honey suckles over step fences as

He walks (dabbling with shoulders of leaves).

“This fence goes on forever.” It was

Morning and his eyes where little sweet Tee’s

Holding perfume for kissing. “There’s something

About this fence with silver nails…… A sneeze

Perhaps, reflecting the backdrop: morning (it goes on forever).”

But despite common belief, the silver

Nailed splinter must end. All the while he kept moving.