take the cloud into your hands,
squeeze out the sugar,
squeeze out the air…
Stress
If you want to feel, like everything lines up, and will all work out…
I am hungry
and I could eat
are two different
states of mind….
It’s worth checking,
how much time you spend,
stressing over how things will go…
you stretch and stretch
and squeeze out tears
and hope you don’t tear
It is a bit odd, to feel the lowest stress, when you’re hanging on…
Are you ever so nervous
you’re calm?…
Everybody do their own thing,
I’m over here fishing
and grilling…
I want to work,
like it’s always a code red,
where the smallest detail…
Deep breaths go inward,
long stresses flow outward…
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