see her there

doing her homework

what if maybe

i just say hi,

see that

shortness of breath

and tears prickling

her eyes,

yes that’s me,

hi!

i’m anxiety

and her,

she’s my host

my friend and enemy

my victim of this crime

i protect her

at least she thinks i do

because styrofoam,

yes that’s bad,

and what about love,

you say?

yes that’s dangerous as well

she does my bidding,

i control her:

buried in each cell

and membrane until there’s

nothing left of her to save