a dog wagging it’s tail,

before pouncing, growling

chewing off a passerby who

did not quite get it

just as a cat playing

with it’s live food

finds it equally incomprehensible

why an attack eminent could be

seen through many lens

obviously it is time to take a trip

to the ophthamologist

but myopia and hypermetropia

aren’t quite the same thing –

and a straw hat blown away

on a hospital visit doesn’t call for alarm.

the good man appeared bemused

when asked by security officers

why – dash the sands covering the eyes of the good doctor?

shakes his head mournfully

can’t explain why if you are that dense,

when it was just straw hat being blown about;

surely pins and needles had to be stuffed in

from right on top; seeing how he was

a not too distant relative from the scarecrow!

hahah: you think you’re funny don’t you?

uniformed men peered incredulously at the raving man

holding his sides tightly, had himself in stiches

funny men you lot are;

then makes a dash for the nearest exit

for many was power – he could not win

in a physical even if philosophically he held

a royal flush;

rushing down staircases

even though it made no sense

and yet the straw hat tumbles, whirls,

throws itself against the wind

gets blown apart with straw strewn all

across hard pavements. so much straw, drink up

the puddle, drink up the river, drink up the ocean

and have water brain,

water body flexible to twist, turn

adapt. it’s like break dancing said the man,

going pink.

some said it was anger, others embarassment,

more myths, legends came along –

as to what that event meant,

philosophically i guess has hidden herself

beneath a bunch of rumble;

enforcers enforce you know, the three shards of

power dismantled

and a brute

says to the pen: this time i win.