eyes

constant pain bravely
reflects in hearts of strangers
passing on the street

holes

in bagels and socks
used to have a good strong name
now long forgotten

exiles

the joshua trees
huddle against desert wind
ecstatic with joy

swallows

impatient to fly
an exodus toward stars
search now for insects

solitude

the sky sweeps treetops
memory anchors in grief
as birds praise morning

The Anxiety Quintet

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anxious

my thoughts are obscure
I ignore my own advice
I don't want to be

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fear

afraid all the time
every breath and step is scared
I don’t trust myself

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anxious

thoughts are still running
through my dreams and my daylight
not letting me in

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sleepless

alone in my bed
restless sadness deep inside
and the dark remains

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anxious

I see myself stand
shouting at my thoughts to stop
but they can't sit still

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bluebonnets

bowed slightly from rain
seem deep in prayer for sunlight
early this morning