i. for the incessant requesters of context, we begin again
there are them that want to name the things
and them that want to rule the names,
sniffle, sniffle, sniffle-
boom, boom, boom:
it is only a recurring dream when you find the exit recurring.
I am so glad that that is settled.
ii. stopping the wheel with a peasant's shoulder
when syntax is a fait accompli, the semantic will bite your ass-
and it will hurt:
like a crocodile dictionary which,
consists mainly of canonical entries for claws and fangs,
and skin that defies those moisturizers
that were hyped in loud and lemon green
when we splashed around the pool:
has anyone seen my swimmy wings?