I'm getting
anxious, anxious, anxious
I'm amping up
doing
more, more, more
I'm nervous
I'm building
waiting to
erupt
explode
move on,
or whatever.
Everything feels
tense
I edit my writing
over and over again.
I just can't imagine this not bursting,
spilling over,
and painting my body
red with relief.
5/2/2016
Riley Welch
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