Sweatband

Toil, toil, toil –
mind is buzzing.
Fighting to find,
forcing some kind.
Breathe, breathe, breathe –
calmness finds,
no need to fight.
Angst, angst, angst –
tis the reason why,
there is a poet inside.
Bleed, sweat, bleed –
work my fingers,
the words,
they linger.

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