Where are They Whom?

gents of silk design

underlaid by tea or erratic vocals

passing plates and time

for rising arrows of safe stature

while under wooden table tops

hardly rodents survive

by opposable thumbs

and risking extended extremities

while under thick, heavy soles

hardly inspirations survive

around well-traveled footprints

inlaid in bright clay colors

belated time achieved

by belated moon rises

presupposed with expectations of orbital evolution

spiting extinction by imperatively limp limbs

tossed in among roaring mountains of clear ripples and foam waves

exceeding survival in the moving element

silk carried back to gents

soles strung back to skies