i stop.
break the soft stem of the red flowers hanging over the toll road fence.
red looks good on grey.
i drink the juice that drips from the petals.
my hand grey from the dust around the stem.
i move on.
gondoks grow like gothic ruffles on the swamp.
children fish with thin bamboo rods and raffia lines.
couples sit on motorbikes and watch.
all the leaves are green.
the deep green of save the rainforest posters.
i look for a death metaphor.
the black trunks of the mangrove trees.
green moss.
yellow butterflies so pretty.
purple springs of ivy propping up ideas for life.
Divagyrations 