Episode 129: 31 Crossington Square

I stood and stood
By the side of the road
Till the traffic did erode.

I crossed and lo and behold!
Another lane to stroll.
So there I stood and stood
By the side of the roll.

The cars tumbled in,
The buses rumbled out;
I took my breath in,
And wished I had blacked out.

The clouds kept to themselves.
The breeze adjusted its veil.
My life sat on those shelves.
And chose to cover its tale.