Opportunity Costs

My world is difficult to describe, partly because difficulty
delights me, but also because descriptions are difficult
to manipulate in general. I mean, think of terms
of stresses we place,  options and possibilities
involved in solving  puzzles of communicating
seemingly simple concepts from one person
to another, struggling with words, terms,
what is said, what is heard,  and all with
no insurance  our words won't be misheard,
abused, misconstrued,  lose their meaning
or be used against us in a court of law, when
definitions, by definition are unique to each
based on experience,  and although it's not
terribly confusing, I've not got the time to try
explaining things  to you. I'm missing much. Everything

changes, every second, every day,  
in a never-ending, incessantly
consistent way. That never changes

So you see, the problem isn't me, my
issues with weirdly worldly word use
or ability to express  impressions based
on my experiences,  but why I would
want to anyway and why anyone would
want  to waste their time listening to me

when we will never get another chance to
be there on this day,  at this hour, in this
now! and I am missing much,  I must be
missing, oh! so many, many extra-

ordinary forms of chaos! Sorry
but I really must be going  so
won't you please come
to your senses and
leave me alone?