by alexandra mcmanus
my wallows and worries
have a form of their own
that grows, grows, grows, grows
they push and pull
and knot and knead
at me and ask me
whether or not I can take a hint
they etch their height on my door frame
tower over me, smile down at me
sinisterly
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