i had to discard, but that brought the butterflies and the angler-fish. it kept the genies and the shrink-wrap in stainless-steel steel traps... in the permanent traps. we drag our baskets haphazard. beneath the undulation of the Under. below the Was.
i slept on thin gems and dust mites.
i built a clock from the errant gears of your heart and charmed nowhere out of harm's way on time. i bought you a Man O' War jellyfish and stone kisses from a derelict wish. we gag the drastic Mamet, till we Stoppard.