Anxiety, Photographs, Poetry from The Well, Time

Caffeine Heart

Richmond

My caffeine heart

is a tantrum-throwing

child in a grocery store. One minute she’s

white teeth and glittery eyes –

the next she’s

kicking her feet against my eardrums. I swear

I give her plenty of air

but on she wails about

Yesterday’s paper cuts,

Tomorrow’s steely clouds,

Today’s loose grip on time.

This girl likes her poison.

I keep it coming.

She keeps it flowing to thoughts

thirsty to live –

thoughts long

overdue to die.

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3 thoughts on “Caffeine Heart

    • The Well says:

      Thank you! I woke up this morning to WordPress notifications and had forgotten I wrote this in the middle of the night before falling asleep. 🙂 Caffeine was to blame.

      • It is a poem about the writing of itself (which in my old lit classes always seemed to be what the teacher thought was the standard of greatness)! 🙂

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