I’m going to
Dance it off
Jump it off, sing
Shake out my hands, then my feet
Take a deep breath, maybe two
Incorporate the possibility that maybe
it’s just frenetic energy.
That it’s not the beast of anxiety
gnashing its teeth, trying to turn
a passing moment, a fleeting thought, a gust of wind
into the choke-hold of frozen fear and breathlessness.
Dance, walk, sing, breathe
A symbiotic relationship with a frenetic moment of the body electric.
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