You know he's going to bullshit you
about summer snow that falls
on every park and heath.
The reflections from the glistening towers
clash in the air and on the ground,
too much for even the most hardened
sceptic to ignore. He launches
into a dizzying round of images
and ideas so far beyond anything
you've heard before. Will you
succumb to his persuasive arts?
How fast will you run as you take
the hurdles every 35 meters?
How many will you pretend
neither of you knocked down?
You think you broke the tape,
but he insists he got there
just a stride ahead of you,
and you agree you must have
slipped in the snow you're now
so sure was on the ground today.