I think you get the hang of asymmetry, sir 
— living that music is wonky, a bit offensive.
You’re wide awake thinking it through  
until a subfocus gets lost. You grow accustomed,  

so to speak, directly oblique : pointedly no 1 name  
is escalated or united if out of proportion!  
 
Bon équilibre, some1 else can go choke & in a non asphyxiating language that
1 + a 2nd person, the “some1 else,” comprehends.  
What does 1 say? 
 
I’m Aldo.  
 
No, you are.  
 
We’re a special team. We’re circumspect; sharing mechanisms  (our pretexts) give no voice to parrot motifs over a long fly we back off to catch, nightly. 
 
What about cleverness and defaming character?  
Don’t be involved.  
 
What does 1 say? A few shaky words,  
hacking at reasons to try with the grit of understatement.  
And then 1 thought, that’s what’s wrong.  
  Hey hey my.