Across a Canal we see them walking in a thin sliver of shade. hugging the walls while we stand out in the sunshine. how warm for us! murky waters intervene. how do we do this? (allowing murk to separate us) so much murkiness in our little world! so much damage we are able to do. in truth it is murk. so much muck so many believe! i believe this is water, of a sort i wouldn't want to drink.