Might not we well spring the long drawnout thaw(n) thoughtmelt. This particular tree and this particular bee and this particular buzzing which I am receding.
All maids practice hop-scotch.
We continue to confuse shifts of energy, recognized as alterations of positions or shifts of reflection, as open to some matrix-fix, whether this, merely, or that, merely, including leaps from one circuit-tree to another circuit-tree. Never feathering our umbilicals out during the duration of the race.
Either laugh or.
But don't take it back.
This is the act and the shadow of the fact.