This morning is warm in its coffee smell
While chemicals are out there in streets.
The trees were breathing all night long.
Chemicals are out there in the sun’s dust.
They spread like rumors about neighbor,
Someone who forgot fan in other house.
We forget our fan groaning as in above.
The fan above us stirs chemical rumors,
About who forgot fan in the other house.
The chemicals are out to get our trees
And our fans are forgot in other houses.
Chemicals make holes in common sky .
(Reference is to Oscar Wilde’s play Lady Windermere’s fan)