BEFORE CRITTERS MEET KINGS AT PALACE
Now we must stop to catch our wits
Now we sit to clutch feet
Now we smell camel snorts in bits
Now we link ears and noses and single eye entreat
Now we push each new starry spark in fits
Now we stop, we wonder, we fear East to meet.
But what is this gilded domed scaffed place
where we smell in hearing over one eye in maze
but for stalking guarded gate we could pace
where some whisper whistle seeks to gaze
but little while on New King, O Old King crace
where snaking fingers point to sword amaze.
Best we should go on another way still east
Lest guarded snaky fingers creep on nosey
Best we should sway into sun away from stable least
Lest ears flop back and eye roll up seem cozy
Best bumbly on littley nooning middley with beast
Lest west crown trick east crowns in dozey.
No, no, no go back
yes,yes yes go on
No,no,no show alley back
yes,yes,yes,crawl on
No,no,no give stable track
yes,yes,yes press on
Leave stable in west
Tell in starlight into east
Leave young child in west
Tell in soulquest into east
Leave child to carpenter best
Tell no herod no more rest
So star teaches friends of danger
So wise east men teaches at manger
So carpenter teaches Egypt to mother
So critters as one teaches each other
So leaning folk keening folk face the road
So telling, knelling, felling folk bear the load.
granbee 