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.