Sonnet 300.02 – Generalized Anxiety Disorder

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Sonnet 300.02

 

How long has the world had so many clocks?

Ticking and tracking the worth of my day,

Tallying minutes spent and taking stock

Of minor progressions and major delays.

Likewise leading to unavoidable

Recognition of all that’s left undone

At days end as all hands move on schedule

To pull up the night and swallow the sun,

Which according to the clock by my bed

Will rise before I’ve been given the rest

To shed the worries that clutter my head,

Crowd out my thoughts and lay weight on my chest.

The countdown leads to my alarmclock’s chime

And another day without enough time.

 

Generalized Anxiety Disorder

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