that before I even had a cup of tea (Earl Grey of course),
I started pulling enormous and dusty pieces of pipe from under the bed.
and existing tapestries to mount.
for unknown projects of massive dimension.
would take the edge off my desire.
I am left with jeans that are stronger than they were
that if I did happen to mess around with the odd piece of pipe
and wind a bit of white warp
--nice and tight--
fabulous things might happen.