AnxietyA Poem by Kieran James McGovernI sit inside this room Sun goes slipping down Birds nesting in my head Shadows on the ground Each of a twilight ghost To hurt or enlighten me Suppose I’d be incomplete Without some anxiety © 2010 Kieran James McGovern |
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