Preelegy
You are a son or daughter, likely, more accurately, you’ve been told you’re something before. Likely, someone’s been wrong. Perhaps I was wrong, and I am sorry. You are a poor creature, something fallen out of a tree too soon. Can you tell me what you are? You must know what you is. There’s a meaning we’ve ascribed to you and you likely comprehended it before we comprehended you. You are a poor creature, mossy and snapped, half-mobile. You climbed, fell, you drag you around and apologize. Have you been ascribed your meaning? You poor, fallen creature, you little Lucifer, too pitiable for the branches.