modified spoon because making an actual burrito
is just asking too much
and I can't be bothered to sit like a lady, or not burp,
or keep my inappropriate comments to myself.
If I sit still too long I want to explode
out of my skin I about vomit when I
stop moving; I focus on
breathing, but that's when the air
presses down and I can't
get enough and sometimes it's
easiest to let the chaos
happen instead of fighting the stillness.