Dinosaurs learned to walk on their hind legs, you know,
awkwardly, but it must’ve been avant garde for them,
like professional-conference goers waddling by bookstalls,
those prescribed scripts and “research-based” lesson plans.
And trooping halls on track of leading-edge jabber,
like me, jabberwocky, more like it; but stale, odoriferous,
fish-out-of-water. Why not! Unless we risk the 180 turn
and dive deep inside; it’s only circus performers we love.