He lay unmoving,
Drenched in the sun.
Stretched out on his side
At the nape of a road.
I watched him
In an attempt to observe
Respiration. I watched.
I bore my eyes forth.
It seemed to me
His body was leaden and still,
Forever.
When he suffered my boring eyes.
He jumped alive,
To search for the culprit.
Until he was drawn back
To his elemental state
And was still.
