Flowers Parted The River

Flowers parted, in serpentine steps, the river

Walking away with begrudging strides the water awoke

Aching, moaning, and frustrated the mountains continued to doze despite this

Birds swam along like bullets imperceptible

Unhappy with the economy moles became men and picketed the sunrise

Even sand decided it was too ugly and turned jagged

Stagnant goliaths unfurrowed the soil and gorged on metaphorical mass, es

Lethargy largely overwhelmed the stars and they quieted to welcome the clouds

There was a quotidian chair,

I sat in it.