Most of the time, I
find myself
slipping away
from what I'd
begun to say;
the sentence
has become a
party favor,
a small fortune teller
crafted from paper,
a delicate construction
dredged from the
pocket of my pants
now flitting
now unfolding
and flattening
as the entertainment
and suspense finally
mount
to the crescendo
of one
of several
pre-selected points.
