Herring-packed collisions gravitate together

In her own Wonderland she avoids the looking glass,

Red rain washes the stain away

Tonight we re-zoomed our relationship

Renewed our unspoken vows

The gods of Zoom count their coins in the jungle

Pollocks ! she cried, I'm at the wrong disco!

Marching onwards in this town of mine

The anger of the forgotten people

And those left behind to fight again

Marie Celeste entangled in green growth,

Miles from dreaming.