It’s as if it all waited to be discovered…somewhere under your fingers, between uncertainty and fear..seen, unnoticed…the first touch of silence that comes unannounced..a peck…and you slump into memory, where it’s just a few steps away from the loop of the heart..slowly, you become all that keeps watching you here…it’s enough that you’re simply here..the line behind which you can’t turn back the course of events has been crossed anyway.