I am a product of the 30 second sound bite.
At 5 seconds, my interest piques.
At 10 seconds, my mind has gathered the purpose.
At 17 seconds, my interest wanes.
At 23 seconds, my 3rd eye opens.
At 30 seconds, I wonder what else is on.

The laughter of the moment.
The sudden strange feeling of discontent.
Then...
Gone.

The essence of being.
The anxious thoughts of fear.
Then...
Gone.

The glory of truth.
The damning thought of doubt.
Then...
Gone.

The endearing compassion of love.
The searing fire of hate.
Then...
Gone.

The lasting impression of beauty.
The self-hate of vanity.
Then...
Gone.

Softly...
I speak out your name.

Slowly...
I form words I didn't know.

Barely...
Seeing the significance.

Trying...
To understand it all.

Feeling...
As if words mean nothing.

Laughing...
At the irony.

And walking away.