Here’s one’s take on getting back together. It’s one part
to tensive healing (a method) stitched to transparency (washes of shadow)
& aspected by hedges, almost. To go on shifting subjects
— I whisper to you, falling myself for revovery —
panicked a zillion light seconds too soon — too late thinking literally
in compliance w/ odds off bets already placed... wherein
chants, conflicts w/ breakfast & rubbery clouds, a proverbial laugh:

Nobody totally killed it. The bonuses were un-reneged-on.
It’s not large irony tho the freehold repaired to comes only in the ‘thereabouts’ pattern...