let lemons be angry

I listened to this in the lab. It was empty and dark, the only place I could finally put myself to work. I never felt so alone, not even while coming back on sundays to work, or sleeping in the house with the parents away. I think I've found a feeling worse than anger, and quite the opposite of anger.

I feel calm, all organs slowing down. I am warm to my knees and ears. Flush. I don't trust you.

And bones, what bones, it's just dust.