Before anything was extra or super and arid
conjured a landscape fit for camels, the ides
of any month struck a vernal fear, when keg
could hold pegs in a hold held to lee from lulu
of a storm or pirates, newt cast spells and nay
was what you didn't say and live. Belltowers
tolled time and cryers told news, to err
was as always human, and nobody obese
waddled the concourse towards WalMart.
Another era, more terra bent and firma
than ours ere belles and blunt bellhops
air above strung with stars in all night areas
not our all night neon light Taco Bell
or around the block to shop for feta.
When sun was neither brella nor kist