to have loved and lost a flibbertigibbet
is quite Carrollesque in essence

not only by virtue of
the Frabjous nature
the mere look of the word evokes
but as well in the ways by which
the beginnings and endings
unfurl in Burbled Absurdance

to fight for this love
in an effort to undo
the losing of it
will lead you only to
Gyre and Gimble
in the Wabe