Kohler's Chimp

What's just out of reach is what I want most With longer arms or thinner hands or persistent charms that make divisible all tasks otherwise completely derisible Might just help me reach what I want most If no one looks all stammers then a crawl might the effort befall until, until just that moment of contact fleeting graces objective retreating... For just that instant that second that is what I want most Just like a symphony that black forest or banana cake rains upon the tongue the euphony of touch is the aria the refrain that finishes my pain What's just out of reach is what I want most