Back and forth,
Back and forth,
Between being too much and
saying too little,
and at the center of all of this
the core of what you know.
Peeled and glowing
radiation from the dimensional seeds.
Say too much, but too much is
all there is and you understand
that the sting of a disgusted or worse
sympathetic face
is not worth the freeing of
words that scratch your
throat and
pound their crumbling walls in the nemesis head for
freedom from the
human wall.