Jitters

Oil paint on deckle paper

Emptiness,
Speaks,
Volumes.
Tendrils of nausea creeping.
As white teeth of anxiety morph into a smile,
Internal,
Taunting.
You smile too.
Yes,
Bright,white, open,wide.
For Fear,
Only hidden beneath layers.

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