1
I passed a dilapidated Victorian, grime-smeared, sprayed with graffiti.
The street level shop windows were boarded, the upper windows broken. I approached the building and touched it lightly. The entire building crumbled into a fine and beautiful dust.
Trees, growing in dirt squares surrounded by sidewalk, began to snicker.
2
Mozart's Ah Tutti Contenti
from the Marriage of Figaro,
finely spun!
A pond appeared
where turtles sung.
