entities must not be multiplied beyond necessity

entia non sunt multiplicanda praeter necessitatem

William of Okham

I pieced you together with more spit than glue, with more chisel than hammer, from Occam’s remnants persistent like eyecrust on the morning after enlightenment; from glitter and debris and everything kept and everything razored and every she I’d never met; from enlightenment gained contemplating tight taut and eyecrust and 11 pirouettes and the dig of a nail and an arclight gasp; from blueprints gone scarlet from spilled spit and glue and the unnamed smell that permeates my memory; with kinks honed as ruthlessly as Fred Astaire pared superfluous; a tessellated space bigger inside than out; from oak and ivory and suedes skinned from imagined animals and driftwood and goo; from proposals proposed in Aramaic and Fortran with 2X4’s stolen from beach-property constructions and lathed to spec with immaculate perception; from wet; from snap; from arch and pinion and scratchhiss and moan; with inspired planning and planned inspirations and byzantine negotiations with baroque predilections and will and action and laissez-faire charm, and still
on completion I was completely

surprised