Tuesday, April 5, 2016

day 4/poem 4

Anxiety is...

the tremor of a rabbit
the shakes and jolts
of approaching violence
is the need to flee
with the knowledge of immobility
and the bundling of winter jackets
wrapping throat with layers
the stifling
the curled fetal position
and the cringe of  Cuban "Campina"
on repeat
on snooze
on can't get out of bed today
the world is dark today
and light today
and everything is happening at once today
life is all happening a little bit too fast
maybe im too anxious to meditate
maybe its easier to close eyes
snooze
close eyes
snooze
shut down
shut down
power off


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