The speeding cars make me dizzy,
So I clutch the iron rails
That separate me from the highway below
On the skyline along the Promenade
To reinstate equilibrium.
Sky and water supporting vertically.
Offering perfect balance,
The horizontal bar stretches on and on.
Imagine it gone.
I think then that we
Would not walk upright,
But stumble, then crawl
Upon this stroller's path.