Expecting the worst
Toxic traces of anxiety feed on me
This waiting feels cursed
Somewhere in the universe
A prerecorded destiny
Expecting the worst
Life in reverse
A parasitic mystery
This waiting feels cursed
Let my angst traverse
This ever sliding scree
Expecting the worst
This repeating verse
Will never set me free
This waiting feels cursed
This inclination to asperse
Echoes like a banshee
Expecting the worst
This waiting feels cursed
~bw
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Brenda,
This is wonderful!
I applaud you on your use of form.
Love,
Pamela
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Waiting is always a curse.
Elizabeth
https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2019/04/06/the-color-red/
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Bravo, Brenda! You did it, although I don’t know how. You (and Pamela) are ah-mazing, with your super busy schedules! I love your villanelle refrains:
“Expecting the worst
This waiting feels cursed.”
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Fabulous!
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