Whim-Wham Stew

Admit the performance, 
drama of the "sigh" 
placed just so, "oh!"

may I 
occupy your eye
begging your seeing 
I know your looking
will be keen

others of capability
clubbing hands
gather clout
disavowing
my whim-wham

there is at once
only coursing
eddied into
inlets

I am always now
a process self
pulsing into
limit

dream it, it can be done
fear it, it will come
hope for it, and it's none

see but only thought
and the cat becomes a stew
a nonce and nonsense
yet ado

but it can be eaten
why it's not
not a jot
yet pot
kettles
reason