By Katarzyna Bukowicki
CN: anxiety
Your brain is a forest fire
Burning pines with
The anxiety in your mind.
I have tried to reach
Into your heart and know you
But it is
A stormy sea
I cannot conquer or navigate
Or flee
Touch toes, offer a shoulder, tell me
Where it hurts the most
Behind those
Soft eyes.
Image (detail): Esme Garlake
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