Attic Above An Ancient City

An ancient city fragments underfoot.
Worn down with work its nooks and crannies
get salvaged by music – a timely crossbow.
Propped up straight in a gallery
intimate research has stocked full,
laden like a winter moon
shaggy mammoth carries on its back.

Entreated to entertain – cut flowers
guard your study, I see through a circle window.
Practice scratches to reach clear scales
for a frosted snapshot printed on sweat.
We’re two shining pinpoints
where dinosaurs blaze from swamp,
tickled by light which is there to be used