Anxiety is a bitch

Anxiety is a bitch
You can’t even itch
Without wondering –
“Will they need to dig me a ditch?”

Anxiety is a bitch
It makes you freeze
when you have to choose which
one, carrots or peas

Anxiety is a bitch
It’s a pain in the neck
The jaw, the butt,
what the heck ….?????

I wanted to write about anxiety and then found myself focused on the word bitch. I actually despise that word, yet???

The serendipitously, a poem I wrote in 2000 and posted on this day in 2013 popped up on my Facebook memories. I do not know what prompted this poem.

Title: only a bitch would dare to cross-stitch

@Ruth

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