PonderingPanda

You press your fingers against the keys, letters worn smooth by your dancing fingers Wrists aching, eyes burning, posture slumped. But, you say, I am alive. Look at all my friends. Colored pixels flash across a screen, explosions from the east, Thumbs thrusting, ears heavy with the weight of a headset, pulse pounding. Did you see? You demand. He just ruined my streak. But just look at all my friends. Phone clenched in sweaty palms, you pat your pockets once a minute Feeling vibrations of a text that doesn’t exist, your feet stumbling As your eyes stay glued to the screen. I don’t want to miss anything, you say, walking past t

How do you tame a lion when it roars? How do you tame the rain when it pours? How to you tame the ocean when it crashes to the sand? How do you tame the wind that rushes over land? You can say a cage, You can say a newspaper page, You can say a break of sandfill, You can say a metal windmill, But I can say that's wrong, like taking a bird from song, I can say that's preposterous, like taking candy from a hippopotamus (everyone knows they only like cake, darling) So when you hear a lion, Think of me? For I'll be in the sitting room, waiting, and sipping on lonely tea.

You think I don't feel you lurking coiled in my heart But I do. You dig your claws into my throat choking me up at the sight of a mirror. You rear your ugly head as often as you want leaving me to try and pick up the pieces.