Carousel
--Jaya Savige 

Dense night is a needs thing. 

You were lured
.....in a luminous canoe
said to have once ruled
.....a lunar ocean. 

.....The 2 am soda pour
of stars is all but silent;
only listen —  

...sedater than a sauropod
.....in the bone epics
it spills all the moon spice, 

.....releasing a sap odour
..........that laces
.....us to a vaster scale
..........of road opus. 

A carousel of oral cues,
these spinning sonic coins. 

A slide show of old wishes.