I worry.
and when I do, I shake.
instability becomes
of me and I
continue to let my heart quake.
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what I do when I worry about you
is search your name
on Facebook
on Twitter
on Instagram
any medium that
displays your attendance
active participation
in indulging in anything else that isn't me.
what are you sharing?
what is on your mind?
who is on your mind
if it isn't me?
does the video you just shared help you make sense of me?
I want to know
and so I search.
quickly moving, borderline trembling
as my sensitivity to you heightens.
i
want
to
read, comprehend, sense, indulge
in you
in hope that
you
want
to
write, describe, illustrate, get
me...thirsty.