Hesitance

HeadsLacuna. That still pond waits

For the pebble to strike surface

For a sound to intrude

To break the meniscus and ripple

With sensations that chase cause and effect

And in the murmurs of our conscious world

 Common experience dictates

We miss so much

Yet fractions count

And a life can be built or lost

In a blink. With a sip

Speak up. Fear not. We are friends.

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