Brilliance, as words! You're stripped down naked, unashamed, saying this is who and where and how I am right now, but what will I do from here, and why?

You ask all the right questions of yourself; there's also a tremendous amount of wit, as well as flowing, moving rhyme. The time slows down midway through your fingers, and I read it like a clock almost. You reflect on what's come before, both in yourself and in poetics, and show great promise in what is to come, calling on your reviewers and critics even before they review it!

Indecision is perhaps the first leap into the unknown for every pure poet: "what do I put down on the page?" You've answered that perfectly here.