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