I did not see the darkened sky.
 I did not feel the pressure drop.
 I walked down the primrose path.
 I strolled along the garden walk.
 The rain fell and washed away.
 I built on sand.
 I got swept away.
 I went out and stirred the air.
 (My soup was steeped in strange ideas.)
 I breathed in.
 I breathed out.
 I breathed in.
 I breathed out.
 The rain fell and washed away.
 I built on sand.
 I got swept away.
 
I went out and looked around.
 I went out. And I came back!
 I walked down the primrose path.
 I strolled along the garden walk.
 The rain fell and washed away.
 My bed of sand got swept away.