Atoms

we are just a bunch of internal chemical reactions intertwined, performing to our best ability until we break, disassemble and find rest i tried to comprehend slow her down stretch open her eyelids before they snap back shut to admire the beautiful dance that choreographs her existence she says she can see better in the dark her demeanor is calm, but there is a technical error pulsing through the wiring of basic human nature fight it your words stick to me as if in 3rd grade you ate nothing but paste it looked like icing, we all did but not everyone can make paper-mache sentences that are worthy of blue ribbons my volcano never had the guts to erupt and so i stayed dormant behind the kid who built a salt water powered car who would have thought that tears can take you anywhere but a bathroom stall your tears were always loudest of all a litany of tragedies that triggered your fire alarms your wolf never came around but the rescue teams never questioned your screams they never questioned your fears some days you told me the atoms felt like ticking bombs inside your body but i couldn't imagine god destroying something he had so carefully constructed some nights you carved map lines into the delicate space between your elbows and your hands you told me you were carving an escape route sometimes our maps are upside down sometimes our hearts make plans that our bodies cant carry out you seem to be pushing out breaths faster than they can make home inside your lungs your ribcage is filled with vacancy signs how can anyone rest on a field of mines i said count to ten you said there isn't enough air to make the bad bearable and the good attainable there wasn't enough glue to keep everything together like our parents promised us maybe because WE ATE IT ALL my mother told me people like you haven't found jesus yet which makes me wonder why jesus is lost in the first place i never read the bible but the day you told me you have been searching for your soul inside the gaps sharp objects leave behind i gripped the spine of holy scripture looking for the pieces that could make you whole wishing there was a box somewhere with a reference picture that could help me put you back together do me a favor stop living in the darkness of your minds convolutions folds that only remember nightmares some days you told me you were waiting for the atoms to ignite a flame that would burn all the prisoners contained in your cells those days i googled spontaneous combustion printed out all my research and hid it from my parents i felt like Bush responding to your bodies bomb threats