Instinct

The urge to say 
Something small
In every moment
I push it down
It lingers
Unsettles 
Until it is big

Then
I get up the nerve 
But only if I run into you again
The words fall out
Full of fear
I feel relief

Sometimes I don't ever see you again
The moment dies
I forget
Forever

Is the difference between life and living
In that moment?
In the saying?
In the doing?

I felt the urge to pull up a chair
Talk to my friend
Ask him what the fuck
Tell the nurse
He has a plan
But I didn't

The moment died
And then
7 days later

So did you