What matters to the heart,
is it matters that spark
a hard and sharp stark
emotional response?

Is it love
that moves most of us
or is it the other detritus,
the chaos that rumbles
inside of us?

Is it the anxiety
that we are missing out on
what the rest of society
is doing or how
everyone is getting along?

Is it terror
that drives
our night lives
into bright lights
in hopes of
escaping
death’s gaping
jaws?

Is it anger
that puts us in danger
of overloading
and exploding
our rage load
as we lose control
and destroy
everything we know?

Is it pointless
to ponder this,
till, I am wasted
and restless
no longer wanting
to express this
or anything at all?