Sickness

I remember as a kid when I used to get sick
I got this weird feeling of intertia
Like strong winds closing door after door
Slamming and clanging down

This feeling returned last night, 4am.
I tried to slow my breathing but the rush came
And it’s the scariest feeling, because I feel so helpless
In the end I had to get up and read.

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Back in your town
I press a thumb against a rib
To try and wake the muscles up

My body has yet to unfold
And neither has the week
And neither has the year