To paraphrase ... you can’t predict 
How or even what you’ll be taking from your background experience;  there are too many of you.  
 
Favorite singers reradiate the calmative afterlife attached to having sex.
Learned consensus becomes early performance; both puerile in the present tense,
the deep pitch shows up invisibly,
unspeakably, as libido constitutes foreknowledge, glistening aimlessly.

Bruise will stop by later.