i squeeze my heart
between my fists
and beg it to
stop beating 
so hard within me,
to stop shaking.

for the vibrations in my chest
carry to every
vein and artery.
my blood; stiff,
like a taught closeline
plucked by stretching figners.
A slight hum is echoing through me
tuneless and surreal
my panic within sound

in unsteady motion
it trembles to the edge
of my fingertips
changing the prints
upon my fingers
adjusting me ever so slightly
shifting my entire existence
two inches to the left
so i may be
irreperably changed forever

(the last line feels redudant, 
i shall fix it tomorrow, hopefully)