The Empty Honey Jar

I think I swallowed the hornets’ nest.
An aggravated swelling cries
from my intestines, mangling, deforming
a chemically established equilibrium.
My stomach revolts, nausea
as my pores cry, sweaty droplets.

Unsolicited, I negotiate
with the insistent humming,
Deaf, they continue to sting,
using their asses as comrades
to my anxiety induced by
twelve more chapters and two more labs and dynamics, statics, equilibrium, chemical and otherwise, GPA’s balanced on finals and stupid boys, clever boys, no friends, too many friends, no time, why am I so bored again, and crushing, demoralizing exhaustion hung below my eyes.
Nature is mad, tonight.



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