it's a danger, to add a nit to the front of alacrity, i mean wit. hence forward, i must find the edges of the muscle fibers and tense the taught a teaching: tautness is the essence of mind-emptiness, the unsung superhero in the meditative heart, beat to the punch by the violent and always last in a footrace with a bear. to slow sideways, avoiding the ups and downs, it's a delicate, ongoing, comma- filled procedure, step, by, step, self- reduplicating, redunderheaded ways of seeing that i myself can't (won't) help but utter (stutter) and perhaps there will be a you at every turn, if so, thank you, there is gratitude for eyes willing to see an attempt.