(untitled: Ready Read)

Ready-read the speed of things
And you'll know as much as I,
The depths of every possibility
That is to say, not much at all.

Does it scare you to look deep
Into the gaping night
Or do you feel safe
On the steady mossy ground?

Ready-read the speed of things
Because they move in
exponential fashion.
It is easy to get lost.

I tend to dive into the waters,
and you to shivver your way in.
The water is still here,
But we all hurtle through space.

Ready-read into me,
Find what I cannot.
I'll find the speed at which you spin,
And hold you when you stop.