Effervescing

 Pressing matters
Loom every moment...
Sometimes 
Every moment
Feels like
A life or death decision, 
Even if
It is an insignificant thing...
In the space of a second,
A thousand fears 
Could roil to the surface
And burst...
As invisible as the air
Once they are released...
Inside,
The surface tension
Of inner emotions
Versus verbal thoughts
Gives these fears
A skin...
Beneath the surface...
Gives them mass and gravity...
It allows them
To have a sort of life, and
Rudimentary consciousness...
Some are more existential
Than others,
Bills, rent, gas, food...
Some feel like
Memories of past traumas
Vaguely defined,
And reduced
To dreaming symbolism...
Some are of potential futures,
What if's 
And what could be
If I don't put my hands
On the wheel
Today...
All of them 
Actively effervescing
Any particular
State of mind...
What feels like
A turbulent surface 
From the inside
Is often seen
As mild or calm
To the outside observer...
Every fiber
Ringing buzzing,
Static and popping...
In and out of tune...
But there is no sound...
No material vibration,
Just the firing of synapses 
Swirling...