Better on Paper

The droplets hungrily traced my screen.

They hung and withdrew with each breath I heaved,

My fingers trembled as they grabbed the wheel,

My thoughts caught on some previous spiel.

My heart reeled as the drops turned to daggers,

The beat in my chest began to stagger.

I braced myself as I slammed the brakes,

The ideas in my head crashed together,

I fell into a state of unrest,

I could not ignore the pounding in my chest.

I flung myself out of the vehicle,

And pondered running to escape my distress,

Anything to flee this noisily building abscess.