There were seventy five million
Species of ingredients
lifted and found under nine hundred and eighty five
Rocks that Geologist lifted looking for foam shrimp
Learning to typeface there finds
In fermentation jars of sedimentation
recalling the four cards as tantrums
are endured and Minor auras went on strike.
Distracted by cigarettes carded military
And free ideas of patents for mono rails
Bridging seasides and ballroom.
Don’t forget cloning vacuums with faces
looks like those searching for mythical redemption
Nine moths anarchists weaving vapour cream.