no paradigm

there is a presence in my throat
it is a revelation
of the minutest kind
no divine figure came to me
but I had a conversation with God
one sided as it was
it twinkled my core
it was no different than
an alley cat
in a way
you know there is a connection
you just aren't trying to see it
it is not the hour of many
so I can't say
for sure
that the world isn't dead
but I can here breathing
from all four of my room walls
it is always a rush
around here
our next step
invades our thoughts
before we have taken the present one
I just want to slow down
and
examine that presence in my throat

it could just be allergies
it could just be everything.