Oh four feeted to a stance.
Dig did not go down.
Dig and dug,
Was a trouser ferret.
Ran up
ran down.
Saw those jewels
Popped out to the left.
Look behind
Come from far, far away.
To stand here with me.
For indeed you are a one.
Two
now, now.
We share this though not directly.
You feel for me
I feel for you.
All locked into this mounting pile of history.
Rotating us willingly
Nilly, naught further.
Stuck at zero.
W