Squash Bonnet

Reach down valley, around
To something, new shelving

Ignore the candles and knives
For children, for disaster relief

Hello, hello, your pills are ready
Is there anyone left to take these?

What do hear in the echo back
But teeth filling in for captivity

The sun in a sluice of dry rot
Somewhere near the leaf line

So rock climb to a rehearsal diner
Get fitted for star sighting

Get it down for me, ok, my hands
Are shaking, draw bridge to the show.