Evening Walk In The City Park Poem by ACHINGLIU KAMEI

Slight breeze, leaves skitter over the paths,
Some crows and doves still pecking at the bird feed,
Offered by the animal lover.
Walkers, joggers, lovers are out.
Is it strolling, walking, belching, burping,
Match?
Track hogging a common practice,
Turning back to see who is coming,
Tottering, twittering, by the elderly track users.
Rapid fire
To see who could get out the most words per second,
By the men who made a tidy pile
Is it walking or a farting completion?
Out in the open,
Competing with the flowers' perfume
Gassy human fart(s) , freely given,
'Resistlessly', through familiar passage,
The flatus vibrating as it was let out,
Flew away, the escaped gas,
With the departing light
Invading the senses of the walker behind
Woe her fate.

14 June 2021