Calamity can be so dry clinging to the back of your throat.

Hitting brakes and lurching forward I pine for no seatbelt 

Maybe I just want to fly

and the tight constraints are soo...Constraining!

I want to KNOW 
I want to KNOW WHY

Coffin(ed) anxiety is painful for those like myself who's only true power is to wake the dead (and FLY)

Inertia is my best friend
But the fingers are only scraping air------->while they pine for no nylon waist

And only to root in your hair

Palms over thorax: pulse over abdomen: and I am wondering why I am so dehumidified

Twist squirm grind against gray leather while my head pines for glass

I hate air conditioning, I hate these conditions.

I hate for loving; inside and out.

restraint:communication::Me:You