My heart a ticking time bomb beating faster and faster louder and louder. Until it began to sink in a wonderful way. A time bomb ticking faster and faster louder and louder now with the weight of it’s heavy anchor pulling deeper and deeper downward or maybe inward.
White knuckles on the steering wheel gripping tight at ten and two all I can do to calm the earthquakes stemming from my chest and radiating through my finger tips.
My stomach is tortuous twisting and turning in an effort to keep out my frenzied heart. A turf war as the anchor drags it downward threatening to invade occupied territory.
Now faster and faster louder and louder. My heart is banging on every inch of my chest desperately wanting my attention. Franticly, screaming and banging begging me to be rational.
Or maybe, just maybe my heart was bouncing and screaming as high off the adrenaline as I was. Maybe it smiled as it ran eyes closed, scissors in hand. Perhaps the cool façade I held only held in my expression.
In the dark of the night the sun found its way to my cheeks as they burned hotter and hotter until the sunburn left its brand on my skin. The only visible sign reflecting my inner state.
Outside of the car, the only light shone from windows lit up by families ignorant to the earthquakes, turf wars, and ticking time bombs so close to their safe quiet homes.
The earthquake spread its destruction to my legs as the right one focused slow and steady on the gas and the left bounced at a pace to match the my heart.
The car crawled forward past the families safe in their homes. I was a frantic fish desperately dancing in the unfamiliar air begging to be released in the center of the calm, peaceful lake.
The car stopped and there was silence. The radio played, the engine hummed, the cars sped by. Awaiting the inevitable mass destruction, my breath was taken, it all stopped.
The cold hand encompassed my cheek and the lips pressed against mine with a contradicting force and gentleness stopping the earthquakes the turf war the sinking and shaking the faster the louder and the ticking time…