Can I make you feel urgency? The pulse I'm imparting; quick to fade, resurfacing again with fidelity lost among the process, I hope it catches you. Or stumble; flummox the mind, I'll bewilder and snare my prey, trapping your eyes upon verbiage and wording. The meaning, can you find it? Trenchant, bladelike letters caltrop the hoofs, descent to the ground; with falling realization, do you understand? Too soon you meet terra firma; come to me! Shackles, heartbeats, the dire notion of quickness, all consume. Have a nice fall. All with my regards, my dearest reader, and my brevity.