String vest hanging from a flabby shell
Blowing handily in a breeze that feels like Fall
An afterthought, clashing against multi-colored pants
Bright white shoes, plodding angrily, never lifted
Dragging a weirdo in the woods towards town

A smile, yellow teeth and a strange gaze
A smell, unlike no other, wafting sideways
A word, making little sense, broadcast with gusto
A noise, coming from within, lasting seconds
A decision, to turn around, taken with decisiveness

Wandering aimlessly, following a rising sun
Tempted to turn left, then right and then not at all
Making life uncomfortable for all who care to pass, and some who don’t
Suddenly to vanish behind some trees
Never to return, never to be seen again, until tomorrow