Lao Tsu (Lao Zi): The flower’s name is hooded, part doodle, part unsure his swag is clean. 
 
We’re in the hallway leading to stairs cut in two, fronted with don’t-know plaques. Stirring in hazy brightness — no clue how we got there.  
Get used to it or go home to switch landmass.  
For setting up a phrase targeting the other  
 
if he can or if he wants,  
what you say is partner to it. And how his confusion is proof to diffuse.