im socially anxious,

yet oh so gregarious
can I bask in your






sounds
without having to make any of






my own?


Can I sit and listen


without awkward
moments pursuing your






conversation?

My thumpthumpthump



speedtrack heart
hurts


my ribcage protests





“Why can’t you







Stop





This infernal abuse?






Daynight,





Even evening,





When do I get a break?






With so few






Sleeping moments. Your pillow





Still freshnew









It barely smells of you






Unused







Unloved






I’d switch places any day.”

Sorry. excuse my excuses,



im just uncomfortably






comfortable.


I’m tracing,




chasing



conversations in
my mind.