the
metal—through another giant rainbow
motor oil-
streaked sludge
puddle
on the thawing pavement
soaking the black and ambulating
furtive outline
of a figure
who's—actually
not at all
phased—at the time
but subsequently
feels rather
nonplussed—as such;
but mainly
because he can't remember
just
the perfect
meticulous order—the way
in which
he sorely wanted
to explain
the whole sordid
situation later!
situation later!