Ok, I’ll do the job.
  But only to add a “mise en abyme” search filter.
  And your visitors sort of can’t help but fall into it.
  So I can wait for you to turn the corner like a page loads.

I fell into this way of thinking
  like the way vulcanised tyres are made.
  Or the part that’s effaced within interlocked
  polymeric umbrellas of natural language.

Maybe I’d like a car that spins instead on kid leather shoes.
  Even if that sounds fancy and hard to maintain.
  Even if the axle drops like the right-hand eye
  of a Fayum portrait, assembled by contingency.