gearshift

Stutter and pause all you want, 
but what you're saying 
is inevitable, now.
Gasp, stutter-stop,
backtrack or ejaculate 
and sigh: once begun,

there is no other way 

those first few words 
were ever going to inevitably
complete to sentences. Life, truth, 
love is an option, deathlike, 
unavoidable as it happens,
although - sometimes,
it never does.

This is no crapshoot. 
No toss-up, potluck 
chance to spot
and execute. 
You have not 
yet 
begun 
to speak.

You caught 
the trip before
your first step, and now 

you will have to decide 
whether to take it.