Sep 19, 2005 14:15
Horizon, horizontal
Bars that redirect the sunlight
Cascades
Reflections dancing on the
Window pane
Green and green
Is all we see
Umbrellas like a canopy
Shade for the business men
Sipping on their poison
Plastic army marches
Across the terrace
Cattails flirting with the breeze
Waving to the bodies in the water
The slaves in yellow and red and green
Pushing chairs
Picking at the crumbs and eating them
When they think no ones watching