is a blown speaker
shorted circuit
and seven pounds of dynamite,
judging by the weight of it.
bones rattle, lips crack
and nothing comes out.
trying to form a sentence
is an exercise in precision and patience
finding
each
word and
trying to
keep
keep
some
form
of form
order
to the
whole
mess.but maybe it's for the best.
you see, I've seen myself running at full capacity.
and I'm not sure the world will ever be ready for that.