blocks

staring down fifty meters of water
up a few feet high
units of measurement
or constriction
stopping and going to die
freezing that last thought
defrosting at the bed
but could the end be seen
or heard
and will the elbow
be gleaned or purged
fair the view onto the world
while upon these streets
mine eyes do see
a tree in the window
a breeze in the face
a square full of houses
a rabbit cat race