Almost Pointless

Led along another dead-end road
where I left my vehicle behind
to test my brand new shoes
upon unlevel ground

I think I only fell twice,
but I quit counting after the first time
Where I met a woman
whom was counting the petals
from fresh daises
that were called black eyed susans,
but they were still really daises
that meant something different
than daises should ought to

She was feeding the stalksto her pony-
She said that she thought
all those love me/love me nots
were probably toxicto wild creatures.

I thought she had her pony tamed & trained
until it got full
and then turned and walked away
alone

I wasn't really sure if she was sad or not,
because she had left too.
But I picked up all of thepetals
of love and hate and threw them in the air
It started to rain.

I hadn't really intended
for that to happen,
but it did anyways.

I thought there would be more
daises here soon
because that happened.
I heard they like fresh water.