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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=485884" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Anxiety</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I HAVE been anxious for days <br>jumping and running <br>for no visible reason <br>like a flea <br>like a grasshopper <br>always <br>doing things <br>because <br>these actions <br>are nothing <br>but routine </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a routinary <br>anxiety <br>just like <br>taking a bath <br>or brushing <br>my teeth </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>i worry <br>For the days to come <br>And I ask <br>what are these days? <br>why are these days coming to me? <br>like some worms <br>clinging eating <br>a rotten <br>piece of wood </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What I am worrying about? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">for god's sake <br>why don't you answer my phone? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">where were you last night? <br>who was with you? <br>and why are you getting fat? <br>what food are you eating? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I am wrecked <br>Nerves entangled <br>like loose threads <br>like grasses <br>growing all over <br>a garden <br>like some weeds <br>in the wilderness <br>like some pieces <br>of junk <br>scattered on <br>the garage </div><div style="margin:10px 0">like some dry leaves <br>on the part <br>blown by this wind <br>in all directions </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And blood rising <br>My head swirls </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My fingers tremble <br>my hands shaking </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I could be hungry <br>have not eaten <br>Food for days </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is air <br>In my stomach and it is <br>accumulating a lot of <br>Emptiness <br>it is <br>Painful <br>gas building up <br>and i <br>will be exploding soon <br>inside <br>is a bubbling <br>hunger <br>a danger <br>of putrid air <br>and filling up <br>madness </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why I am such a worrier? <br>good question. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am weakened <br>by so much of this bloating up <br>a pressure <br>of gas <br>putrid acrid <br>accumulations </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I want to sleep <br>But my thoughts <br>Are crowded <br>like a busy public market <br>filled with pickpockets <br>and hawkers <br>and hawks <br>and owls <br>a night forest <br>dark and <br>howling <br>and </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am fed up with a lot of <br>quarrels <br>of bad blood </div><div style="margin:10px 0">these worries <br>are like murderers <br>Killing my sleep </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am being stabbed <br>at my back <br>And I am <br>Always awakened <br>By nothing significant </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the wounds of insignificance </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a moss clinging to a <br>watered stone <br>is insignificant <br>it is always there </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I worry for things to come <br>And they did not come <br>And the fear that <br>these things <br>That comes <br>that are coming <br>will choke <br>Me </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Are not at all true <br>bad dreams. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My mouth is dry </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Saliva is sucked <br>By my own <br>malicious tongue </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My fingers are cold <br>The heat is <br>Eaten by my palms <br>hungry always hungry <br>for anything warm <br>for anything warm <br>that it will always eat </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I look like a zombie <br>I walk like a zombie <br>I think like a zombie <br>I see like a zombie <br>i am talking like a zombie </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am anxiety. <br>i am some kind of hairs scattered throughout my <br>forehead and my <br>body of entangled hairs <br>unwoven into a face <br>of a scattered splintered man </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beware, do not imitate <br>the cold is too much <br>the splinters so many and so tiny <br>there will be no reconstruction </div><div style="margin:10px 0">or a recovery that will take sometime.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q>
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jumping and running 
for no visible reason 
like a flea 
like a grasshopper 
always 
doing things 
because 
these actions 
are nothing 
but routine 

a routinary 
anxiety 
just like 
taking a bath 
or brushing 
my tee..."></div>
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