some voices

crazy caterpillars crawling cross my belly.
as i listen to two people screaming
high pitched angry
male female dynamics
it's sickening
the pain i hear in both voices
the story they don't share with each other
but that is running the conversation
underneath it all.
and so i stand and i breathe and i wait for something
someone to explode
it's the house beside me
i think
so close
and yet i feel a thousand miles away
in my head i am screaming
SOMEONE DO SOMETHING!
and i stand and breathe and wait for something
someone to explode
and part of me is glad it's not me.