e u s t a c i e s

One walk,
two
you get lost,
step
in puddles,
turn to face a sun shower.

The day is grey
or
maybe
blue.
You walk again,
one walk, two.

The wind blew strong
all night long.

Spring will come early
or late,
a spate of weather-read errors -
unpredictable.

Meanwhile,
the street isn't empty or full.
Yet I'll bet there aren't as many children
out,
due to,
due to,
well
you
know,
the whole world does.

One walk,
two.
Prepare yourself
for early or late isolation,
spring rain.

Fierce winds
are coming.