The Flaneur discovers another lobe
to the sprawling gardens at Lakeside Park.
to the sprawling gardens at Lakeside Park.
It was a Sunday afternoon at nearly two
With my special effects goggles on,
A hummingbird drinks a drop of water
Suspended in mid-air
The world is ever wonderous
Wonder what lies behind
Yon curtain of trumpet-vine?
A sub-tropical region of the imagination
Flowers of a different kind
I smell sex and kandy, yeah
Wrap your troubles up in dreams
A guy was making watercolors of this flower
They were like designs for dull wallpaper
He squawked when my shadow crossed his easel
The hour has come
Bid the Garden Center adieu
The Flaneur will return again
To this newly discovered bench
And the good times that surround
22 February 2015
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