Anxious

Anxious

Anxious to feel
Anxious
About something
What
I'm not sure

If I could Put
My finger on it
I'd be
Lying

A beer with Dinner
Normal enough
To make me
Sick

As hours later
My stomach
Turns
Twisting
In and out
Of line
And in space

A cup of
Tea
To clam me
Down

Speed things up
These days
It's hard to
Tell

But I tell you
This it's hard to
Sleep
Sleep with
These thoughts

Anxious enough
Something
I can't put
My finger on
Or off
Something
I can't get
Off of my mind