My nerves feel raw
and I'm too small for my own body,
worn and stretched so slowly
that I didn't notice the change,
but I feel helpless at the heap of dishes,
annoyed at the empty water bottles,
irritated at the sound of the neighbors'
doors slamming shut,
angry at constantly unreliable internet,
and I can't find a way to settle,
let the muscles in my back un-bunch
from the knot under my shoulder blade.
I can't find enough air to think.