People get turned into birds.
In Kafka’s Metamorphosis,
In Ovid such changes are typically wrought
By some offended god’s word.
For Kafka no explanation is sought,
His world is simply absurd.
So, why do the Germans have this fest in October? Does September leave them feeling too sober?
Wet asphalt under cloudy skies Reflecting the glowing yellow-white eyes Of cars responsibly creeping To work when they’d rather be sleeping.
A scene is something that's seen. So, based upon what they mean, I thought they were related - But they're not, and I'm feeling deflated!