Stand-offish he travelled on
walls. No awareness
of gravity’s
laws.
A mere matter of distances
physical, but not
geographical and
he talked the whole time!
Mixing incidents with projections
freely as he strode – the
people ducking his
perpindicularness
Three words was the most
anybody got, he was moving so fast.
He didn’t drip spittle,
Neatly, he didn’t want to go too far.
THE MOSSY BOG 