it wasn’t

anxiety wraps me up in a blanket
tells me it’s okay, it’s alright.
until it snakes into my lungs,
a cobra inside me, jaws over my heart —
I can’t breathe, I can’t speak,
the world has turned on its head but thinks
I’m upside down.

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