a “stacking” poem
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The warehouse of your anxiety
Should be torn down
And the stacked piles of your worries
Be scattered around
To make ground,
To make way,
To make sure
That you’re awake.
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Powerful metaphor! And love the twirling suggestions of that last word “awake”!
Gemma – thanks a lot!