anxiety, go screw yourself! By Rania M M Watts
can you feel it?
pin pricks in the form
of an arrow that pierces
the flesh of a cortex
that refuses to relent
cold radiated emotion
courses through a body
where shear pain
renders fear into a puddle
of psychedelic hues
one melted reality
an unwelcomed darkened door
at present forces a communion
that blends shadows of light
into a pure evil onyx core
which diminishes
imagine for a moment
the preparation of a warm
self induced embrace
where all of a sudden
these thorny spikes
emerge from
your body
puncture wounds
one inch thick riddled
with unpatchable holes
or at least you contemplate
they can\’t be filled
that\’s not true — mother earth
has provided us with the perfect
earth to fill each one of our wounds
in a fashion conducive to furnish
a body which uses the power
of the great entity
to heal
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