suddenly it feels as if everything is going wrong. time is a-wasting. it is impossible to tell which way to go. as if the whole world was ready to just run by. breath catches in the throat. can't find a reason or rhyme. take it a bit at a time. this is not a practice round; win now or lose forever. put the right foot forward, please.

but i can't. not now. i'm busy. i'm undertaking. i have things to do. i have work to finish. i have work to begin. there are people to begin, but none to continue. i just don't have a pace. i run by falling. i sleep by seeing. i turn my ears down to the ground to hear the coming of a great silence. i consume so that i can excrete. there is no rhyme or reason.