I’m losing a fortune in the arts... 
While I keep my mouth shut & listen,   
Escalating with all my sharpened implements to inhabit received logic.   
I’m retracing what I think you see. I’m   
Mastering every vegetable color, finding new names,    
 
Pushing the most oblivious among broken arts,   
Tai-chi of self-watch. There. And these    
 
Steps entangle bosons of mine, yours and everyone else  
Rushing us on to long careers in revision & redefinition...