does anyone know anxiety
unfolds as a note your mouth
can’t shut. your lips divide
time talking people,
places, things because
you want to go together with this life.
when you listen quietly-
a sharp shaming voice resounds
betrayal you’ve no doubt committed.
mid conversation with no other plans
you say you don’t mean to say this
or that-your sinning tongue
continuing on in just a little while.
you’re tired daydream faded inside
a snowless December, room with you
opened wide & i am scared poor
in spirit, pure heart fear tearing
everyday mourning clothes.
i’ve proclaimed, I gotta have you,
but my words run fast without
encouraging another soul, not
hearing from you. a thousand years
can pass, my brain repenting sin i
can’t quit apology. my heartbeat
solemn: sorry i am a horrible person-
daughter, friend, sister, niece, granddaughter. i’ve let myself sink
my feet regret deep, hearing
you come earshot before morning
light–a grace songbird cheering on.