a tired dog was sleeping by my tired feet, a beast before a man the branches trembled on the broad-leafed tree, as strings before a fan taking sips upon my sidewalk seat, "to the sea before the land!" tossing bottles into city streets, "to the dead before the damned"
I stayed awake all night because I slept all day, till sometime after three thinking, where I set my feet I know they will not stay, as on walkways after sleet I was put out of my house because I could not pay, collectors chasing after me but when something can't be solved it tends to go away, a cool rain after sleet
a dog was biting on a chicken bone making noise during the night an airplane wasn't flying where it should have flown but there was calm during the fright there is much that I don't see until I am shown, until I'm guided during sight there was much that had been seeded, but little grown a garden during blight striking matches during night a tired dog during a fight composure during fright guidance during sight