Lines Written During an Anxiety AttackA Poem by Anthony JWith memories embedded in the hail at my heels, I cut wholly to my center to address what was trembling. My heart’s rapid beat too terrified me, so I asked how he was carrying on (he knew not how he fared) and I lost all knack for crying so instead sat scared. I so badly need you to know that I love you. Know I’d cherish the chance to cry through your towns. Surely you have shared with me the arrhythmia of the everyday, these pangs of being alive. And still It is hard to believe it's been done before, this living thing we’re doing. At times, the lifeline cuts like cheesewire. But it’s in these most insane days when our souls scream loudest to be written in ink, in case our wounds are fatal. So, Let ache the parts of you that will. Write the slightest twitch of your bicep, and the long-muted chaos of your heart. Let your uncooked insides carry you into rooms your eyes would've avoided, And listen: The gossip of homeless trees echoes from the tin-can phone strings stretched between them. They speak brazen love poems in pollen as we walk below them deaf, cutting our fingers on the shoulderblades of strangers, each of us lonely in a crowd. Each of us not quite alright, with smiles like crescent moons through clouds, and soles unstuck from the cement. I need you so badly to know that I love you. © 2016 Anthony J |
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