Morning holds a cup of anxiety
Heart they say Jenny
Is just a liability
We attempt to teach it
But it teaches us
Morning holds a plate of indigestion
let it sit beside the sink
Then slide its contents into the trash
heart can be a guide but never a teacher
Only the divine and centered mind
Don't run from the dread
Dress yourself in those layers
Feel the fabric of them come undone
Until they are ripped up
Then use them to clean up the mess
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