Hunger Pangs

 A little bit of a rough day...
Anxiety kicking in
A little...
Nothing unmanageable,
But it gnaws at you
Like hunger pangs...
I could probably stand to eat...
You forget about
Necessary things like sustenance 
When the mind is 
Somewhat spun up...
It's a feeling like 
Something bad
Is happening somewhere...
To be honest,
There's always something bad
Happening somewhere...
I'm just telling you what it feels like
To feel like 
Doom is around the corner...
To feel like you're aware of it...
Low level doom,
But doom none-the-less...
No Hollywood explosions
Or stunning cinematography...
Garden variety annihilation...
It gets the heart rate up a bit...
Of course,
The mind is often a little tender
After a therapy session...
Thinking a bit more deliberately
About what's eating you
Usually triggers some growth...
Sometimes uncomfortable,
But necessary...
Insignificant, yet paranoiac fears
Pop up and disintegrate
Like dancing fireflies
Or scattered embers
Floating up
Orange
In a vortex of heat
And light...
When you're used to living
Inside of stress,
Imagining every outcome
In any given situation...
A super-computer 
Simulating war games...
Faster than light
Quantum calculations...
When you think like that,
Real world disasters and fiascos
Are just
Something you've got to get past...
There's always work to be done...
And there's always a way
To survive
And do it...
We aren't given much choice
When it comes to that...
"This too shall pass"
Is a nice little truism
To get you past the stress
Of being a living organism...
That will pass, too...
Silence will eventually endure...
For now,
Even silence is stressful...
Radio silence...
I may have said some things
That set that bridge on fire...
Things that may have
Damaged the transmitter
That used to bang out
Morse code...
Messages 
that I no longer wanted to hear...
You get used to things after awhile...
Even the things
You don't like
You sometimes miss...
I don't know
What she is now...
Everything has changed...
There is nothing left to miss
Other than 
The first time I kissed her
For real...
Paris has burned
To the ground...