ANXIETY

he’s marching up and down the stairs in dumb boots trying to open dumb packaging evil sound of sticky plastic my computer asthmatic dead ocean roar and all the wheels spin a chorus of wheels madly stunted in their spinning where by trying to be offline i am in fact on it, the line, the crawling black vein from elbow’s soft mouth to dizzy wrist rivers, used to curl them in to keep from seeing the closeness, too much this turtleneck under this too-thick luxury sweater that smells like a field I don’t belong to, and still i consider the sale as it counts down it’s clock on me, the promise of a package and how that might simulate the sun, maybe if the neck is a roll instead of a ridge it would feel less harsh less harness, triplet smack my skull without deciding to, always having admired the free terror of bodies that lightening whip through the streets, no mind to the lights signs sirens or horns, i’m hot and cold and outside of any country, triplet clap in attempt still too still and sick and possessed, cornered by all incoming input every beep, report of heartbroken aunt tasting envy again, frozen friend with the blunt demands, the fucking fire alarms testing testing, loose doorknob, dream where we joyfully plunged into an office supply mecca fades, take me back to the illicit canyons just days ago, before i let blame rage like a gas flame popping then gone, the blue water color of cold the heat blowing in the capsule as it hurtled through the mended earth wounds and our minds aligned with the light and the hour and the chance and the thought and nothing approached we were just moving along please let me move along