tonight the totality of human knowledge
hit me on the head
I saw it coming out of the corner of my eye
but I couldn’t move in time

so I stood transfixed.
and it impacted my skull.

a small knowledge, the one I had
shoved, shot out the other side
and now I can barely speak

by what right do even these marks carry meaning
I garble at the passing of the gargantuan object

but –
it all looked the same
so many fragmented taxonomies
so many grey papers,
and shock only at the mass

there is the solace.
the golden wisdom of myself.
slowly I engage again the differential.