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Tears When My Fingers Hurt - a Collaboration With James Swartz

When my fingers hurt 
the pain binds and forms 
at the base of my greatest fear

I never knew fear
Until it knocked on my door
So fierce that 
What words were on the tip of my tongue 
Are drying up into dust in my mouth 

The taste that lingers a lifetime 
a sickness summoned for the saints 
to strafe the fear growing inside the soul

My heartbeat escalates to full speed
But my body is numb to the floor
And my mind is in a twirling tornado 
Tears of fear rush down into streams

When my fingers hurt and I can not write 
this fear beckons to my mind 
as I use the verbs to clear the nerves

Can you hear the drops of my tears
Drumming to the beat of my fear

Copyright © Akkina Downing

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