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Trapped in a State of Alert

sick with alert,
slimy and crawling.
a spider of plague
that dwells near bawling.
stop the voices—
the yelling and calling.
but even silence is loud;
such alert is too much a crowd.
keristewart
Written by keristewart (Keri Stewart)
Published
Author's Note
A quick poem I wrote in a minute... the words just poured out it seems.
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