The idea of “secrets,” only confuses those already confused.
In the old-country, expecting “one thing to lead to another,” will lead you nowhere.
Our breath measures our health, or our lips our emotion, but who took the neural yardstick?
for the captain
to tell you
the ship’s going down.
(Talk is also an attempt to let it out in the waist.)
A good bout of dumbness can be almost hypnotic; just makes you wanna keep on.