The problem with imaginary creatures
is translucence: always coming in
and out so incrementally
and
incidentally
from here to
there to barely anywhere
they can’t be
totted up as fact:
they aren’t
long enough intact or rather too long not becoming what
they seem to
want to be,
at least as
long as their inconstancy remains a constant,
to achieve
the work of re-construing
what you’ve
clearly misconstrued – until the only flick
of anything
you can
imagine doing to them would be rude.
Which might
be shrewd.Stick 'em where it’s lewd.
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