Noughts and Crosses

Lines,
once drawn as a child,
stick animals,
suns with smiling faces,
hearts,
and girls names,
defined terms half understood,
are washed away by rains.
Now,
the deluge outside threatens
beats repeatedly
blustering squalls blowing trees,
leaf ridden streets,
but underneath,
chiseled grooves in concrete
spell
mis-spelt words,
form snakes long and twisting,
lists of understandings,
cohesive conjecture,
speculative
concise
comprehension,
new terms
over which people walk,
unaware.