Elses

What else 
melts like 
something's
else? It's the 
next thing
in the line 
that divines
the cantankerous
nature of all
connecting
issues. These
abstracts
are the short
version of the
whole paper,
untapered,
filled to the whim
with brims,
like hats that are only
shadow. We live in
those umbras,
umbrella as hell,
lopsided in our
desirous smelting,
turning our regular 
earthly materials
into air that no 
man or beast 
should throw 
a three-ring
binder at.