The Thing (Extensive Revisit)

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Prelude
I extended what I
could possibly extend
but I
never reached whatever
I
was reaching for, for I
was either some-
thing or some-
thing went awfully
wrong totally
out of your context,
see, I blame it on
both
my hefty buoyancy
&
your tight con-
text



The Thing
The thing is
sometimes 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 fly?

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
………………………………….all over the sky
because nothing explains if I’m supposed to sing:
………………...........................................ding-nada-ding
or sharpen my sensitive string
to beat the hell out of the thing
till you cry.


Finale
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 fierce, unconventional finding:

"Any claim blindly aimed to a merry piñata clinging on a dead tree isn't worth anything but a mere thing" – DV