Sunlight They say it’s a fishy-smelling dockMen and women running, colorless, oderlessBlinded by the light, even with sunglasses, sunglassesDo you hear the ship’s horn?You are a park floating on the sea in front of ManhattanA rabbit, a pure white rabbit, running shirtless, unstoppable Poet's Note:Unbelievable, a park floating on water! Yet, the sunlightisn’t harsh at all where two fish are swimm..
