my fear is inertia -- that space
where everything freezes in slow motion.
for months, small waves of sound, light, fear,
have been heading towards me,
my body has been poised to respond.
in these moments which are months, i become
the eternal primordial battle between fight and flight.
i become that fleeting sense of panic,
that electric shock of alarm,
that explosion that protects from pain and death
and that without these is nothing.
i am the formless, nameless, unknowing need
for shelter and safety
and the total chaos of very many plans
and no idea what to do.
my fear is that this inertia will betray me.
i fear that by the time you're done
defeating the felboars and voidwalkers
the inertia will have carried me to
the edge of this land and across the border.