Pure Confusion is best sensed through a bustling day.

True and gripping nail-biting is best known in a

swirling, shaking 23-hour period.

1 hour of rest

maybe.

I can feel you both sweating now and tingling.

but I am far behind glass and tucked away.

I cannot stop it.

No.

My fear is evident and is

best sensed and known through a cue.

I sit (balanced) on an edge of you both

waiting and listening and watching and interpreting

(that is the most esteemed part, the interpreting).

I am the interpreter.

And I understand too.

The painful, seething intentions of you.

I know.

But I can never stop it.

I try to be reactionary but

you are too powerful.

F***.

Just do it.