• poems

    Anguish

    You can take that word
    toss it in your head
    like an earnest juggler and
    hope, no pray, to catch it on
    its downward flight
    and should you blink
    just for a fateful moment
    it falls and tumbles
    and sinks like an anchor
    deep down into your chest
    where it sits like an eternal deadweight
    slowly ripping your soul apart

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