At the end of the road, everything
in him came to a halt,
dissident to all, with the path
inclined to spread into contrary directions;

his daydreaming climaxed into mere
contemptible interference ‘What if Freud was… , in a physical context – dismissive of any ethical platitudes – what it means to them, to us (to individuals wanting) seizing ultimate purity
mind and frame weren’t opposite sides of the medal one cannot polish.