this is the manual that goes with the reading of this poem
it is not a manly manual since it has to accept shifts and slides facts seduced and opening themselves up to surprise reversals and ongoing (nigh bottomless) process of constant interpretation leading to infinite possibilities for re- reading, rethinking, reinterpretation
and yet even though metaphor is itself a metaphor is shot through with metaphor
I do indeed need to get my meaning across
this stanza break first up but then from me to you
so that you might run with it, or perhaps walk or at least crawl
tenor vehicle literature is a machine says Mr Calvino
but would not wish for you to stumble and fall before you are behind the wheel