Start somehow at the edge of the page
No margin, no header, no run out
Be short on placement
And in the equation, the recipe
Is it three fifths canvas
Two tenths ideas
Twenty per cent the fool
Plus a margin for the fabrication
Start somehow not at the first thought
The proposition more like
Maybe at night
Under neon
Glue, paste, collage…run out
With jazz at play in the background
Sinking a glass of vodka martini
With the actuaries
Or with the underwriters
