#28

will the modeled fiacre look at itself in the puddles it encounters
and deny any kinship to carriages, to hackneys
to become the saintly being it desires to be?
someone canonize the hackney-coach! preferably biweekly!

you aren't faithfully religious until you've met clockwork's mother
much less if you haven't met clockwork's children
they fidget, they flail, they frolic, they faint
an anxious adventurer is no adventurer at all
a child isn't a child when stuck betwixt adult teeth
they're an abiding clock, that only
i'm not fooled, you shouldn't be fooled either
i'll be faithfully religious for as long as my nose bleeds
much longer if the manus dei playfully continues, playfully finishes

the bell isn't pealing, now it can't be a bell!
nothing is what it does so nothing is what it is
the bell isn't in sync with the moon, but it has rarely ever
it'll be fine, thankfully, the bell is inanimate
unlike a flower
unlike a playmate
the non-playmate is small in theory, big in practice
how do you feel about big things?
vice versa
the non-flower is big in theory, small in practice
how do you feel about small things?
vice versa

playmate shouldn't have been the word used when used for the first time

an enigma can only be one for so short
discard all which isn't enigmatic, for it cannot be loved
the cogwheels all move a little differently after
fiacres, clocks, sleigh bells, and pixies
they all kiss prostitutes a little softer after
is it the prostitutes or the pixies who have sewn their mouths shut?
either way,
discard me!

i've never been inside an adult's mouth
nor has my hair ever been caught in their pearl necklaces
i'm a child
all i am can be reduced to small
i'd say it brings shame but i can't
forgive me

don't flatter yourself, it isn't all about you

a model of a fiacre
a sleigh bell in need of biweekly canonization
pixies who kiss prostitutes