on the yoyo watching velvet stair
the tech guy waltzes cello
nine doesn't match with the red wild grass
but why? same as what, telepathy lies
night knows not to laugh after dark

in a feudal horn's crystal lair
fish don't exist until yellow
violet hats see clarinets pass
painted plaid tied in candy size
falling into pointed fielding spark

she's got triple popcorn in her hair
(the trombone's lemon jello)
the riddle hat smiles in class
because i'm the toilet paper queen, she cries
(but the brownie knows: a falafel lark)