Untitled: On Anxiety

[AndyB]

Hi Spherical,

I read this poem as being about a panic attack. I really like the way you captured the anxious nature of panic in a humorous/playful way. I have a few suggestions in line below.

A worry grows
It goes and goes
It stacks in rows like dominoes


It slithers, too - come-hithers you      Do you need a comma here? I think it trips up the rhythm of the poem
Encapsulates you like a tomb  Encapsulates you in a tomb might fit the rhythm better, but then again that may change your meaning
It swallows limbs                             This line and the next three really captured the essence of a panic attack to me.
and finds its way into your chest and makes a nest I think some changes need to be made here for the rhythm to make sense. It seems off
and burrows deep
and sleeps and grows and grows and sleeps
until it goes


It twists itself around your neck
and finds your ear              I like the way you describe the worry here. I can hear the overwhelming anxious thoughts
and settles there - another lair
until it grows, and then it goes
It goes and goes