on boarding

Such disconcerting unrest
Has tightened all the muscles in my shoulders,
as if to tug on a string and hold me in place,
Just in the reach of calamity,

Tense at rest.

The disquiet in my gut is more than some
Flimsy indigestion, some
Gastric insurrection no,
My body is restless and it knows,
All of me knows that there is more elsewhere;
And here I am

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