Reveal

A poem of deep stirring

They throw rubber pieces of information my way

Sponges of intel they demand I relay

But off of my head they bounce, dropping silently

I can’t catch them, absorb them, they helplessly fall

A story to tell ‘neath the detritus pile

One setting, one sitting, in quiet anonymity

Eyes of understanding discreetly observe

Noticing everything moving ‘round me, I can’t h…