i keep
starting
then stopping
things

nothing can
keep my interest

anxious
mind racing
a hundred
million
ideas flowing
none of them
tangible

just my
heartbeat
three inches
from
my chest
a series of
started books
shows
movies
half listened
to albums

and a pervasive
sense of dread

rotating through
the same
circular
obsessions

all lacking

nothing can quell
this gurgling
anxious storm
flashing through
my hollow skull