Anxiety

I am from the carnage of worry; the horse that helped her crack her head open and a momentary lapse of memory when she came to consciousness again.

I am a frown of never-ending anxiety.

I am from cardboard boxes and reused envelopes with stamps peeling off.

I am lost and found and lost again.

Posted by toyfoto on 2006-06-06 00:51:25

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