Summer Ball

 

There is the scent of summertime

In the juicy modes of contemplative life

To decipher the hidden grammar of one’s mind

To read the message of one’s desire

 

The brain is not the self

 

Aught one consult a doctor or a healer

Perhaps enroll in The Seminar of Jacques Lacan?

 

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