Gnawing - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Gnawing

It keeps gnawing
At my insides,
A dull intruding
Discomfort.
I try to make it
Go away but it
Makes itself at home,
Taking up far
Too much space.
I ask it to leave,
No answer.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer