Jitters

Buzzing around inside my body
Are a thousand little beetles.

I am simultaneously completely fine
And deeply uncomfortable.

It’s remnants of a nervous system
Built to remain calm while on fire.

I know this feeling well;
It’s less frequent than it used to be.

There’s never anywhere good to put the energy, though.
Instead, I usually talk until I’m exhausted.

When that’s not an option?
I numb with social media.

I’m writing this poem…