attempting cursive

mountain teeth

i’m cold breathe in the evening

i’m messy morning-hair after sex

i’m the smelly sneakers you walk in

i’m a probable cause of stress.

i’m the snapping sound of fingers.

i’m an echo in mountain teeth

i’m the sweat in your nervous fevers

i’m the one you’re underneath.

i’m the dial of every phone call

i’m the text of every send

i’m the reader of your daily life

i am not your lonely friend.

catacylsm conclusive

this anxiety attack,

has struck every piano key

simultaneously,

in my afflicted ears.

metal cords suspend

my dangling teeth

from the ceiling of an abandoned building,

that i call my demolished mindset.

i bite my impediments until

the quicksand saturates every

trace of oxygen in my deflated lungs.

this tension

has smashed every piano key.

dissipatedly.

until all computations,

self-destruct into retirement.

overwhelming my demolished mindset,

with cataclysmic anxiety.