Walking for health
And for vanity
Not to escape aging
But maybe to slow it down
Geese are napping
all around the path
One hisses at me
I call him a gangster
The geese and their goslings
The humans and their littles
Watching each other
And being watched
I pass an old man
Older than me
He says hello
I make an odd hiss sound
I leave the path
To walk around the garden center
Back onto the path
Reversing direction
I make this same move
Around the rose garden
Then switching directions
Avoiding walking by my car
I pass the old man he smiles
I smile
His path is erratic like mine
Is he also avoiding temptation
"He says I'm not being tortured
The HEALING process
What if someone cut your fucking head off
The healing process is a sin"
A man pushing a shopping cart is yelling
"He helps me to be electric
In sinc so I can be
NOT PSYCHOTIC"
The old man approaches again
I'm determined to say hi
A loud motorcycle passes
I walk to my car
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