Who said it was part way
and exactly in two
didn't measure thrice
for this cut was meager
and the next will be overdone
and your similarities 
in the second person
are more abstract
than language without identification
a story without a narrative
and if we lost the scheme
conceit is all it is
and over a hill
under a bridge
prepositional days
blur into twilight
where eagles reel
and bats know where to go next.