I wrestle with my anxiety
who calls her Joanie
everyday there is someone new
something new
knocking at my door
demanding my attention
who tries to bring me to the floor
the cold, hard floor
we who wrestle on the floor
where I find all my best solutions
I miss my bottle, my jug of juice
my desire to get off my head
on alcohol
and miss the strife
do you miss me
as much as I miss you
I’m damaged, I have a fault
it runs right through me
like a seam of granite rock
a marbled steak
a root the size of Gibraltar
I’m Johnny Depp
she’s Amber Heard
cutest anxieties in the world
my desire is to be rid of you
till you are a bottle floating on the sea
a message written within
inscribed in lead
who calls her graffiti
who calls her graffite
a worthy message
that will maybe sink
or will it float
the rushing, salty sea rising
maybe dash my hopes
of rising to the top

©edenbraytoday24.05.2022