Guess Aesthetics

I’m thinking of my number, so I guess you’ve done the same.

And by guessing, I’m suggesting myself thinking of my name,

as any thinking person would, I guess. I think. Suppose

those numbers unencumbered someone’s slumbering nose,

and snores bore through their silence, would such violence awaken

you to write what this invites, or has my faith been shaken?

If you had a million bucks, I’m guessing what you'd do, 
because I guess I'd do pretty much the same thing as you. 
I’d spend some of it just for fun. I guess I’d pay some bills. 
I’d use it as a lever to address financial ills. 

Applied right here, within this sphere, are guess aesthetics

such as those found bound in books about business and ethics.
It takes a while to think things out, to contemplate and stew, 
because every time one looks at things is another point of view. 

I've a sidekick predeliction to my diction, and my speech 
suggests that I've ingested cheese and crackers when I preach. 
So I've devised this, and advise all reading to please take note 
of everything you'd think to say today, if this was yours to quote. 
If this was yours to quote, devote your time and energy 
to non-zero sum freedoms in dynamic synergy.