sneak in quiet
quiet is here since
new further
working day
those plants
right at the edge
of a resting lane
the fast one aside
a little more
every day
greener and taller
where it should not
wonder if the cleaning truck
that dust off all freeways away
is going to get rid
-like an inevitable sword
of all of them
now
anyway
their presence: sparkle small green
with dust of white flowers
a lost wave of a lost hand
if ever once
they happen to not be
if not there
