Over and
over
and
over again—repeating
slabs
of snow-wet
concrete—
glistening and
dappled
rectangles—keep appearing
motionless—nonstop and
not-
different
at all underneath—broad arcing
vectors of selfsimilar
feet—but still;
if anyone asks,
I'm sticking
with—those things
are all moving backwards
while these—
keep on staying
furiously here.
