On the floor

she is green in the morning under her humid roof     she rides the bus     she is sideways to the difficult world     the people at work in their stiff aprons     her mind says Sparrows and Poisons     Bulbs and Bulbs     the slick floor squeaks to her rubber soles     she avoids the more populated aisles     the dog walkers pass her by     she is greenish because carless     the black pond greens in her memory     they give her a key to open all her paint     her every footprint is a carbon footprint     she is left to her own devices     her devices fail before the difficulties of the world     the dogs look again as the dog walkers pass her by