The if-movement (aspiration) can be thought 
A nature walk you (like any of us) can jump in on (or not) — so on      
 
-coming then coming clean turns in another sort of closeness.   
Later, new police!  
[talk of paranoia...]  
 
I flash forward to your original brilliance. 
& today I’ve never been more uplifted, more unnerved by an against-type,
odd intelligence, floating in now audible  
signs of history, of intention, preparing nature for us.     
I write on my nature in my head. Let’s hold a séance!   
 
I snare us a muse, Joy, to starve a fever. (Is it raining out?   
At a range in speeds & locales, always yes.)