after they talked,
scarecrow watched kid
walk up narrow road
towards horizon, in-between fields
where scarecrows, of other shapes
sizes colors, still hung on crosses waiting
to give a new self direction.
everyone faces kid beginning
to yell at air: "......!!"
scarecrow hops off his cross, sits on road.
holding in his knees. rocking. telling himself,
"boy just has to trust."
kid now passed horizon yet louder than wind.
"��!!!!"
cold rain. heavy on scarecrow's shoulders.
worms crawl out of dirt. join scarecrow.
all wait for new sun-shine
as soaking scarecrow sighs,
"i told him, Lord. i told him,
'don't expect another human being
to show you the rainbow.'"