The good woods should bode well.
There is a monster there, in the shell.
Conversation with a reader: non-fiction.
Conversations internal: fiction.
Conversational: poetry.
Peel the monster, get a prize.
Measured prizes, shrunk surmise.
Clauses return to the forest.
Effects want what they cannot have.
Causes bring their own booze.
The law of good philosophy: define good.
The law of good definitions: refined.
The law of good refinement: rhythm.
The law of good rhythm: elegance.
While elegance never explains itself,
it always speaks for itself.
Hitting ping-pong balls: a game.
Games continue, ask infinity what's for dinner,
and generally refuse to go to the grocery store.
That's a matter of necessity.
Trees know a thing about necessity:
it is a limitation;
limits are where leaves flourish.
Go to the good wood.
Find and free the monster.
Play the game and game the play.
Fickle reasons must light our days.
Roman Ryan 