Four organs depart together
They stride with trailing legs
dashing but arduous
They wear the hats
of higher authority

Their trailing legs reach
backwards, longer and thinner
Their shoulders drop down
diagonally forward

They fall, the high top hats
crawl ahead with arms
swinging and mowing
through sand becoming weak
and mudding into water

Floundering, they draw
smaller and smaller circles
A smooth skin of water encloses them
and pits in, erasing everything in waves