Diner saw – WHO?

Sat at a table in rather posh

top-

notch

eatery of re-

[k]now-

the curious diner does

suddenly perceive stuff

is out there moving.

Big stuff too: like

dinosaur hefty: like prehistoric

grandeur: like pandering to

fantastic roaming 

orgiastic palaver of words and

wishes, and damnable 

taughts.

And so he wonders, as he

ponders, 

how might this

touch him: 

how on earth this stuff should

toughen him 

up, so that

diner-seen lives might 

finally be 

his.

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