The Makings of a Mess

I fancied myself an architect of disaster

so I took all my Lincoln logs and then I took some toothpicks

and carved them up nice and good

and thought myself clever with the wood on the wood on the wood on the wood

and the +

and if i could a woodchuck wood

then I would

favor

towering

in my

everything

stack

and blow it all down---

even with my shortness of breath, I have known this for the longest time