Anxious #2

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Physio, rego, sugar, and bread
Its 4.36am.
I woke in a panic, gasping for breath.

Laundry, lawns mowed, and appointments to set.
I try to ease myself with a poem.
But my to-do list marches relentlessly restless.

Published by Rowena McGregor

I like lots of things. words, playing with words, dirt, playing in the dirt, trees, flowers, people, making things with my hands, chooks, walking, thinking about stuff, all that. Committed to nonviolence as a way of life and to nonviolent communication as a means to achieve this.

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