Gherkin snow globes.

Pinning down wildlife amongst norse truffles 

is like sewing a detritus tube line of mistaken exits 

that are in the last place you looked 

before you entertained acrophobic open air theatre 

check mating off the double locking late at night 

paper bowler hats that are held in high regards 

are waved off to departure lounge to smelt one’s self 

asking for compass Symbols of acropolis cornered tourists 

combing a gratifying moustachidon as masculine 

as open air bathing in public fountains is of the average 

and as i pencil lick shaolin vine sermons woren thin as 

the bulk head ground processing years of oil in air 

are you not je alous immobilise lions as you stone bake 

on corners of others constrainable history whilst kestrails 

take in gherkin Snow globes on aerial tours of relocated fish 

that out grew the blue lido pools and corn feed doves 

As paper currency is recycled into wax cylindrical 

eggs globally wormed into punts blocks and whistle 

for international recognised castanet liaisons.