Prove your humanity

Anxiety knocks on my front door

and demands to be let in.

I am too much of a pushover;

I let her in with little resistance

and offer her some tea.

“It’s been a while”,

I say, offering small talk.

“Oh, I’m always around”,

she replies.

Downing the tea in one boiling gulp,

she makes herself at home

beneath my skin.


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