Velvet

Worries like brambles
twist
constrict
’round your mind.

Thorns pinch
flesh
and thought

Leaves close
’round
eyes

Until you are
blind
and
dumb.

But blink.
Breathe.
Let the thoughts
wither
and look down.

A rose
nods
just within view.

It tastes
of velvet

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