Feb 2021
New Job.
New Drive.
New Interest.
It's all so new,
yet so-so familiar.
All there is, the heat -
encased in a fireplace
or a furnace.
Smoldering,
the ashes
never filter through
these windless lungs,
instead of oxygen
the flame kindles
on anxiety.
Life is going splendidly - no hiccups -
Breathing is easy
but all that rushes in
is the flagrant blossom
of ragged thoughts,
all the possibilities
for how helpless
the wind is
when it's always being
knocked out.
New Drive.
New Interest.
It's all so new,
yet so-so familiar.
All there is, the heat -
encased in a fireplace
or a furnace.
Smoldering,
the ashes
never filter through
these windless lungs,
instead of oxygen
the flame kindles
on anxiety.
Life is going splendidly - no hiccups -
Breathing is easy
but all that rushes in
is the flagrant blossom
of ragged thoughts,
all the possibilities
for how helpless
the wind is
when it's always being
knocked out.
I started a new job, I started driving, and there's a girl of course that I like too much. There wouldn't be much of a story if there wasn't the drama of a boy likes girl, right? Everything can and is going smoothly, but when I am home I feel like it's all falling apart.
