I must read up on the sign again as a top priority
And all I ask is a textbook (with extensive glossary)
With examples and comments from film and culture
And the biosphere (like the meaning of a corpse for a vulture).
I must read up on Peirce again: his wild typologies
Make a strong link (with a strong drink) to his wild philosophies.
And all I ask is a year or ten in the world’s best libraries
With endless coffee and deliveries of groceries.
I must read up on Saussure again; my interest is piqued
In the seminal (but posthumous) Cours de Linguistique.
And all I ask is a pillow and soft and downy bed
To lie down and sleep in when the reading’s wrecked my head.
