#Poem Prelude

Prelude

Maybe it was the cheese
or that half-bottle of beer you found
at the back of the cupboard
but the electric jelly in your belly
reeks of panic
and every
anxious
personal
cliché
bubbles up
screws around that silly lump of meat
above your neck
and you can wade in
get your hands dirty
or just let it pass
-maybe try probiotics

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