i said something abstract
like "my chest is filled with thunderstorms
and its probably all of your fault"
which makes sense why you didnt respond
because i speak in abstract phrases silently
so you cant laugh
so you cant tell how little i do really

how i still manage to panic
after post-nap yawns
after staring at thumb-tac holes in the wall
after overthinking things like existence
my existence and oh i feel funny using that word
but it happens

even when nothing happens
rooms seem to be too unopen and too bright
to hold me, to satisfy
earthquakes in my veins that ignite
when i argue with myself too long

but id rather start a brawl with you
because at least then wed be talking
and i could trust your mouth enough
to punch me with a truth