Song: How long have you planted thoughts without class balance?
Teaching can’t be taught. Or

let me pull an invisible

to the eye hair off your blouse to increase the speed.

I hardly know myself. And will never know you. I’ll give you a call.

Ah, I read before the body is loaded with symbolism for all seasons. So I’m leaving disjunction behind. To work with you (our holistic plan) is one way to avoid subjectivity as a nominal fallacy.

To be anyone who will die isn’t perverse, it’s in the grief code.

— that’s the sport in self presence, staying yourself, perhaps, to squelch actions that seem certain when hidden by how far we are beaten into their projections. Self presence.