"The inner attempt at synthesis always begins w/conflict."

this

wallowed weight no longer worries me.

Lifted w/ lanky arms

frm fracture face within an:

enviable enveloped empathetic embrace.

abstained (or strained) w/furrowed multifaceted brow

Just suppose,

I started slyly slaying yr serpent tongue so that when you spoke to me

in yr language

I'd already be disengaged.

But now we need not worry abt such trivial things, 

thorough,

why you've done me no disservice (for now)

And I'm done with my allocating.