Zara

We share jokes and put, hopes on those who can, geese rise amongst the soot, no one wears a crown, to be ushered onto trams, or put others down, those of us fussed, are always on the lam, to see what's crossed, in our Ocean town, everything is panned, even those unsound, someone to trust, she walks with a mask, there's a hint of musk, everywhere she goes, laughs before the dust, never on her own, fallen leaves unplanned.