Boom

Too much coffee, too many trips, not enough work, too much work. I run around people’s ankles like an annoying shit dog and then stare into space. My body is completely still while my heart backs up under my ribs, oozing through the sewer grate. Somedays inside me is completely insane. Somedays the smallest statement uttered from someone’s mouth erupts every nerve in me. Somedays I feel eve.ry. syll.a.ble. When I’m not typing, I’m staring at this white screen, my cold face cutting a deep glacier between the valley of my hands. Looking at me you would never know, never know – my skin is a windowless silver drum and inside – everything that’s bored, angry, loved, pushed, sorry, riled up – is bouncing around like protons in a bomb, perfectly balanced until …

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2 Responses to Boom

  1. LtoTheJ says:

    PLEASE DON’T EXPLODE!!!! Miss you today, my RVB. More than usual. Wish we could get off work at 5 and head on over to Arena for some beers and cheap appetizers. Oh, and sweet potato pancakes, naturally. 🙂 It may not stop you from feeling every single little thing today, but it helps to know someone loves you because of it. LOVE YOU PEACHES!

    • rachvb says:

      I won’t explode. I feel better – the coffee is wearing off – although now, nothing tastes good. blech.
      I wish that too! I miss you. And I hope you mean sweet potato FRIES not pancakes cause I hate the potato pancakes =)
      You’re the best. Come visit me already! I love you. Thanks for loving my protons.

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