it's the unknown boy
that comes and cuts the grass
never to see the seeds of grass
his mind's behaviour pushes ahead
without regret he cuts grass short and orderly
pushing forward grass technology
to round out the mortgage on the house
and if his mind should ever grasp a meadow
that could have grown limitless from all seeds unseen
the unknown boy will be called something like a grown man
who was not cut short by nature
but apprenticed and then made use of
by culture's sport