Fidget

Hands search for busy work
As anxiety builds.
Eyes darting, who’s there?
Paranoia consumes.
Stand up, no… sit down.
The self has no purpose.

A teething child gnaws fingers
And moist palms fumble
The acrobatic pen.
Feet a distant bassline to
Thoughts leaving
A hyperactive mind.

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