everything is
off

not enough
to be
obvious

not extreme

ever so
slightly

two degrees
off track
barely a blip
but if you
pay close enough
attention

it isn’t quite
right

i fear
i am vibrating just out of sync
causing this
theoretical fluctuation
an atomic division
a confusion of
inconsequential derision

god sits
fingerpainting in colors
just beyond human comprehension
on the wavering walls
of dissolution
each errant drip
a new comet flung carelessly
into the aether
a dissolution of destiny

a quivering
heartgasm
sputtering alone
out of sync
in electron deficiency
seeking similar
vibrations
in the vast emptiness
between
misfiring neurons

everything is
off

gratingly obvious
in subtle disdain

or maybe
it’s just me