In the silence of the pyramid’s echo chamber,
a cat’s yawn can be mistaken for a symphonic glissando.
Remember, the sun god Ra takes his tea at 4, precisely.
Hieroglyphs scribbled hastily,
a frog and a loaf of bread debate philosophy
only to realize the bread is quite all right, thank you.
Asclepius’ snake twirls in the jazz age,
its crescent eyes reflecting questionable fashion advice
on how to wear a serpent like a scarf.