The Way
2016/06/28
The fern way up on the other side of the street, peeking over a balcony
it dashes and strikes the side of the old gray building.
Wind is stronger up there.
I watch from a green metal bench
way down below, no wind here.
No way to get up, only if I was invited.
I would have to find which doorbell.
Then make an excuse.
Hello, is this the apartment with the fern?
On the balcony?
I would like to make an appointment.