Watch people walk past--
a steady trickle of water
from the fountain.What color are the
marigold leaves now turning
after the first frost?
Feel that?! ...that's a breeze.
...Now? October sun. ...And that?!
One last sprig of thyme.Shoot. I did it a-
gain. Hand me the eraser...
I'm back to square one.
Stand up, walk to the sink, fill
a glass, take a drink.