"My shoes are on the wrong feet, or so it seems to me now." -James Tate, from The Ghost Soldiers

Layers

I went to the end of my street

and laid on my back

and pulled my knees

in to my chest

and put my arms

around my knees

and placed my head

between my knees

and began rolling forward

down my street

and most didn’t know

whether to laugh or cry

but most ended up following

me out of confusion

and most told me to hurry

to which I said no I’m waiting

and so you must hurry

to which most said

no actually I’m waiting