There’s an explosion just under my skin.
It pushes out and my mind coughs
throughout the day.
I sit here.
I stare at these screens.
I hit this keyboard.
I move this mouse.
I look out this window.
I watch this clock.
I carry this explosion with me everywhere.
I go to the company happy hours.
I talk to the company people.
I listen.
I watch.
I speak.
I wish just once someone would push me
or hit me
and I could let the explosion out.
i'm a calm person. many of my friends appreciate the fact that i seem to bring hectic moments down to a peaceful place. but there is another side to me that yearns for the opportunity to burst out of my serenity and lay waste to the world around me.
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