If I stand, will you follow–? but I guess I am no Emperor and so am unconcerned by the taking up of space. Rather, would I lead by example in the embodied art of being just visible enough to spare embarrassment, but not exposed to the unreeling of the fish we've caught; to better bearing wounds you know that we've become. -- I am the cut establishing my dominance not over blood or basis for our healing, but the outcome of desires who refused to pay the tithes of illness; bore the brunt and last emerged as more myself than all the plying need of cruelties demanding so much more than our good health: obeisance to their worth. -- Come with me and I might teach us how to love, again– one careful, silly moment at a time.