Baby’s on Fire…

Today was typical, I knew what I was supposed to do… the people downstairs had questions, the fear of the undefined got to them… They combed looking for little things, “Where is the syntax wrong, he’s got ideas all over the place…. what are the top three things I should take away?”

 ”I stopped right there, and let the words, sounds travel off into a hiss of white noise, and thought about the next moment at my desk…”