It's like that thing in your chest can stop
anytime, and some of us think about it constantly
IT can come fast and swift,
and you are conscious of it's beating: miss a beat, you feel it
race too fast you feel it,
that anxiety that you won't see tomorrow:
all the plans you made could be forgotten in cockroach like
moment
You think about that, and it's just no good, of course
and we take that strangely for granted
I've taken it for granted, many times
the truly brave or truly disturbed don't care if they die of course
But for a lot of folks, of course there is:
ANXIETY
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