I went to hell with you.
The unoccupied mind long overdue. 
 
Meantime I was losing a fortune in darts...  
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 projectile color, finding new names,     
 
Pushing the most oblivious among motion arts,    
Tai-chi of self-watch. There. And these     
 
Steps entangle bosons of mine, yours along with everyone  
Rushing us toward long careers in revision & redefinition...