The thing is
somtimes when I say the thing,
you tear the air complaining
about everything
have you heard about something that has one wing and can't do anything but flies?

Once, I heard the thing
declaring that anything
that lusts for everything
should build a cloud-castle
and grow feather fields around it
yet twice I fell

on my head

over the sky

because nothing explained
if I was supposed to sing:ding-nada-ding
or sharpen my sensitive string
to beat the hell out of the thing
till you cry

One thing is to say that you love the thing;
other thing is to love talking out the thing
adding one thing to the other won't
reveal the finding: "Anything but gigantic prey clinging on a dead tree isn't worth any thing
but a mere try"