Mercantile and ridiculous
Lowly of the low
O sparkling, laughing needle:
Tickle us! Tickle us!

(They rubbed their wings against the bars
Their bones were de-fortified
De-mortified)
Little mortal eye-catchers, how you

Changed my world.
Sliced and diced
Sluiced and juiced
Eye liquids- melt and bubble!

Seventy Two hours to go
Until darkness, darkness.
Sans moon, sans stars
Starkness, starkness.