the sauropod climbs to try and hide
in swaying polka drop needles
the Jura citation dancers stance on toes
hovering below ambergris in solstice
moons the duplicating echo tape on
envious ears popping terra ferma
Where lost marble eyes roll too seas.
As belle ringers make notes on hymns
Longs strides and attempts to paddle out
To kelps of lengthy measures found by
Solid state of static emporium linen.
It’s a long stay from the wish i made
Watching your changing tastes and
use of aural French.