It seems now you could appreciate more fiction
or so it seems.
I should feign myself a little lace maker
or a seamstress, an Arachna or else, a milliner,
sewing matching buttons to needless mythologies,
making slight alterations in my needle-point to suit the tastes,
stressing ‘little’ and especially the seeming part.
I adore Isabel Huppert,
but you like the movie.
Her head went completely wrong, when he quitted,
but I quite lost mine.
It could look fine on your altar.
No. But a finishing touch, certainly.
You should appreciate it. But.