Vipers flute. 

Has this world ever seen such a lonelier lion 

Catching sight of reflections of the motorways

Leading to seas mirroring clouds as the nightlight 

minors thesis a child safety door.

approach a Steep climb down too nymph stone 

that was dragged in autumnal nets 

dressed and Placed into gated stage 

Into the arms Of Masonic lodge 

as vipers guard flute for the Long nights 

of Antlered dancers.

glancing along where yews that once ringed 

There are now cascading drystone.