My brother winked at me from his beloved newly bought Jaguar
“Wanna go somewhere in summer vacation?”
I felt a little dumb at his query
Vacation needs some vacant you, some vacant me
And you can put some you in the green corridor walking towards me
Like a furry pushy, grudge at touch, tip-toe, tip-toe…
He chuckled; the red Jaguar springs and disappears roaring.
Where to go and why, I keep thinking…