Psyche + Time = Anxiety
Paralyzed by the unknown
Mind tuned to the one tone
Psychological Panopticon
Corners forging an octagon
All 8 lead to an hourglass
Blank stare, watching an hour pass
Deadlines approach
Intrusive thoughts encroach
Immaterial disturbance
Been disturbed since
Assigned the design of a screenplay
To reorient the human controller
Ready? Player One holds the controller
For games designed with screen-play
In mind — Thoughts of failure, laughter
The heart beats faster
What comes after?
Time ticks faster
BPM & tick-tock symphony
Anxiety has it in for me
Time to pick up the pen
Get to it, then
The pages remain blank
More gas to maintain tank
Ahh, there’s a hole-in-one
Blame the driver
Toss it in the car bin
Reset the breath — Exhale carbon
Visions of losses
Become flosses
Blanket statement — Too cold
What’s under-cover?
Ideas — Too bold
Time is the root of anxiety
