My heart is over-beating,
My chest is breaking like a record.
A solar flare indoors—wish you could see
how I hurt for you.
Now I’m just a creative fuselage
embedded in the earth somewhere barren
So I now say, so I breathe,
So I now claim, so I wish,
I can make much of what’s here and there.
But you already listened for far longer than you needed to hear.