pondering people

beat

shake, shake
beneath my ribs,
a stomach that
curls into
itself like string
knotted that
you can't
untangle, a
breath that does
not get caught,
a thought
i cannot follow,
even if it
is in my own
mind, a heart
that thrums
with no rhythm,
there's never
a rhythm, never
a beat, never
a rhyme, just
a never-ending
shake, an
endless
break.