Bird is twittering and leaf is making SWISH SWISH sound and when it is raining I am taking bath because river is too open and there are maybe police there. I am wishing I am back under Falomo Bridge because I am knowing people there. Maybe I am even calling them friend. And they are looking like they are running too, but they are finding safe space where no one is hunting them like animal. And they are building tent to live in and wall to hold back the water that is trying to be eating them. And even though they are doing drug and sometime dying and even though they are not looking like they are eating sometime, there are being many of them and many body together is making me feel warm. I am not needing blanket in jungle, but I am liking to be feeling warm.

I am walking and I am arriving at place where grass is tall as my chest and thick, and I am knowing that it is not grass that can be cut by machine. I am hearing people nearby, but I am knowing that they are really far away and it is only my good hearing that is making me to hear them. But I am settling because I am liking to be hearing their voices in this quiet place that is not noisy like Lagos. They are chatting and laughing and they are not angering or sadding. I am thinking that they are friend and friend.

Night passes then day then night again, and it is day when one of them is complaining about tall grass, and I am knowing that it is tall grass that I am sitting in. So I am walking and I am finding strange animal—geese—and memory is telling me that this is animal that will cut grass. And I am bringing them to the edge of tall grass where there is clear field then house and man sitting in plastic chair writing with stylus on tablet, and he is wearing sandal and hat is covering his face with shadow and he is smiling and frowning, but I know he is looking like peace if peace was being person.

I am finding two gander and one goose, and they are pure white with orange beak but dirt is staining their white feather so before I am putting them down, I am brushing dirt from their feather because I am wanting them to be clean.