if the stench of burning
from the eatery downstairs
painstakingly depicted
on the handmade paper
is ennobled when written
then the poet will suffer
from desperate expedients
for encouraging nonsense

if playing with the rules
of inference is empowering
the semantic nuisance
inhabiting untitled stanzas
imposed by the begetter
then one day mr nothing
will not hesitate to use
the poet’s typewriters