I am saying fake butter in French.
I don't think this is real French faux beurre,
fake butter, but when you hear me say that that's
what that's supposed to mean.
"If you'll like sugar, I'll like sugar too.
I am making a little machine.
Not everywhere do cows move slowly
among the trees like ideas.
Not everyone gets a dollop of cream and some ground glass
to look through.
It's a spectacle, all right.
Help me attach the prism to the jump rope.
I sold the chapel because it contained no nouns.
It wasn't even that I didn't know the language.
Oh, you and your faux beurre sandwiches,
that otherworldly swallowing, please
don't put your head in the hay.
Meet me at the beach and we'll watch conditional holding hands
with conditional, making an iffy path through the sand."