coiled.
always coiled
ready to strike
always striking?
at you, perhaps
but mostly at me
he has burrowed deep
this one.
embodiment of
insecurity
and all my myriad fears
looks like both insect and viper
appropriate
as I am bugged and bitten
where does he live?
why can’t I find him and
eradicate
eliminate
exterminate?
turns out
he’s here for a reason.
fight or flight
but I am no longer
Neanderthal
instinct need not rule my world
so we talk
my coiled creature and I
tell him
“I’ve got this”
even when it’s false bravado
no need to fight
no need to flee
just Be
and Be Enough
these sorts of “things”
oft require lip service
before the body follows
so the lips continue
to reason with the unreasonable
and I pray for the body
and synchronicity.
defying atrophy 
Excellent portrayal of the beast barely hidden beneath our skin. Indeed, we are not Neanderthals, but all too often our capacity to reason with this beast falls short.
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Thank you. I know him all too well, so writing him into the external was an easy exercise.
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You may know him well, but it is good that you have tamed him enough to be able to write so well about him. We cannot write about a bucking bronco until we first get off of the horse at least for awhile
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Nicely developed! Thanks for the typo tipoff earlier.
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De rien, monsieur.
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