such sweet sorrow

I'm often told I talk too fast,
that the things I say don't do well
to continue, and to ramble on
in sequence from one to the next

I say a great many things
all so fast and so fleen
all nonsense words, ungrammatical
thinking that I needn't be literal

In literal and expository statements
there lies no ulterior sentiment
no meaning to be gleaned
but report of ability

We stow all supports and services
that would impose the idea of a problem, here
we hide away the declarative and imperative
I've never asked you for a thing and I won't now

I must keep my speed up and dating
I must reach the finish with spare
that you won't ever tire of me
that I won't ever appear so deliberate

Something that isn't in our materials;
the capacity to enervate, along party lines
and share amongst each other, starred alike
deep information; emotional vulnerability

No context for it, no ready arms
defensively arrayed against false offenders
all of us here pretenders at knowing
who we are, en semble

And how you envision yourself
sailing on from today
into tomorrow's world
there must be some way you can find it

There must be some way I can find you
you've left me some handfuls of clues
you've stayed the same for so many years
and handed off to me all of your fears

But it's trivial to construct a bridge atop
to speak so quickly and brightly
that I might save you your attention
that I might just duly disappear

It seems I've forgotten the question
why to appreciate your time given here today
and your space, personal or professional
how you organize yourself into boxes

I tell myself, de jure and de facto
you don't need me, won't know me
we're only crying to make a social quip
we could never be so attached at the hip

That's how I organize myself, slate so blank
never lying in wait for 'suing idle opportunity
I have no opportunities and I must jump just here
I cannot be so arrogant as to grasp your hand

And so the distance is already departure
we have never stood ourselves face to face
that's fine, that's right, that's rigid
I must remain a humble servant to you

As far away as I ever could stray
And if ever I would leave you, you know
You know I was never there, and so
I'll take my nowhere straight away