So
I raise everything you know

To call
Would take all
Of the names for snow

Every pronunciation of love
Linked with every lyrical vocal

Language and math

And a by hand biograph
Written in sanskrit
With a paw of a kitten

To raise
Would take a hedge maze
In which
Seen by plane
Would display the plight of a witch
In protestant New England
Circa 1686

However
If you falter to call
That means you’ve failed to enthrall

Trickling streams where I demand a waterfall

With hands cupped
Bankrupt

Feeling the plummet
In your stomach
As you’re kicked
Into the air, ears ringing,
Like your one last penny flicked