It can be trapped
but it can’t be disguised
fingers jittery
pitter-pattery upon flat surfaces
batteries unearthin’ this
interstellar overdrive concentrated
like corporate juice in my
thriving fruitstream.

My mouth is my only outlet
spews out rants entrancing with words
hordes of onlookers picking me apart like birds,
arms flap like Italian sparks
shimmering subversively and burning superficial skin.

This can’t all be held within.

I am an electromagnetic field
that shall not yield
to epidermal confines,
I burst out with thirst
to disperse through fresh air
lay my flesh bare and
spurt blood on the audience,
I am packed so dense
by fences and defenses
I’ll sleep under benches
until the bag pops
and the kernels go berserk
I short circuit
and all my quirks fork thru
breeze and bring storks to their
knees
and freeze in pleased
satiation