Gasp

Late to an RA meeting; wrote this instead of paying attention :P

Gasp

Feet slap, frantic,
stamping on my sweat
as I sway
in a
chaotic step,
a boulder blundering
down the sidewalk,
uncontrolled,
unkempt,
uncertain.

My eyes dart wildly
to and fro;
my brain can't collect
any thought
in this
basket-case of a head,
heavy with heightened senses
and a heaving conscious.

I hurry on my way,
wondering where
my shambling self
takes me anymore.

Suddenly,
I stop.

Breathing heavily,
I slowly slide
the door open
and slip past,
with the most convincing
air of nonchalance
that I can muster.