I don’t have time
to fall off the edge of the world today
the horizon can fuckin wait
there’s a buzz in my chest
like i swallowed a storm
too sharp
too fast
and lightnin got stuck in my throat
and refuses to leave
I hate my pulse
how it mocks me with its rhythm
knock
knock
knock
trapped inside a house I can’t burn down
a joke that keeps repeatin
a voice that won’t shut up
tellin me I’m alive
til I almost believe it
I imagine
splittin my skin
and diggin in
catchin a vein between my fingers,
pullin
a ribbon
red spillin
endless
where it never runs out
proof of the pulse
I love to hate
I don’t have time
to fall off the edge of the world
not when the air tastes like this
not when every second
feels too loud to waste
I don’t have time
to collapse
to fall
to test the void
not today
but I’ll squeeze it in tomorrow
on my way out the door







Never enough time in 24 hours of the day to many things. Always something more has to be done except to take time to care for your self.