A word released into the world cannot be retracted,

however hard we may try.

It exists now: 

sound made solid; time that’s tangible and coded.

Stood at the precipice staring into the stillness,

you were overcome by the need to puncture the surface.

You plunged into a declaration, igniting a ripple

before you knew how to swim.

There is no rewind button: the ground has shifted beneath us.

It feels unbelievably frightening. 

It feels…

like a beginning.