Anxious living for good cause

A blanket, heavy 
She covers me.
Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts 
Pound incessantly 
Through my 
Head head head 
In my body—
She aches.
Right in the pit of my 
Stomach.
My ribs?
My back?
Web MD that shit! 
Cancer!? 
Oh. Possibly indigestion …
Or indecision? 
Thoughts thoughts thoughts 
Intruding, INTRUDING 
Like the 
CLICK CLICK CLICK
Of her empty, pistol 
Or the click click click 
Of her tempted, pistol
Or the click, CLICK, CLICK 
of her pistol’s, potential
Or the crash crash 
CRASH of a wave. 
Oh, the tugging—
The pulling. 
God, the pulling.
time Time TIME 
She fucks with me. 
Everyday,
An Unwelcome, in This
Wholly unsolicited 
Journey through the
Painstaking and unremarkable
Remarkable 
Only to me 
To me?
Only to me?
Wholly unremarkable,
Divine
Journey Of 
Being 
Being divine
Being fully human 
In a fully unrelenting,
Inhumane world. 
Tick tick tick 
She goes!
Time.
Thump, Thump, Thump!
She roars!
My mind. 
Spinning, spinning 
Silk? 
Or
Tornado? 
She’ll find.

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Poem: © 2021 Ashley Wolpert Miller
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