DG (9/19/1963 / )

High -Anxity Treadmill1

Im walking in these tiny
corridors, there are no
windows, or doors, or locks.
just me, and these funny painted
walls.snap out of it says the blue.
snap out of it says the green,
learn to look beyound this mess,
learn to paddle to dry ground.

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a high anxiety poem david a room full of colours very scary Warm regards allan