Never dine — a term of 
solitude.   
 
Meantime I’m a member of the takeaway school.  
Mean something, take it away...  
 
how my twin psyche writes more conscientiously  
touching on raw parts in this endearing translation.   
 
Symbolism weighs in  
as a shortcut: Some future of the past thinking & writing as if. 
As if I stress  
we’re suspicious of wormholes, tho  
 
I never use tone shifting while throwing a cookout together.  
For what party in sleep?