Nervous Reactions
it’s all been a fire,
climbing higher—
and higher.
but you call me a liar.
you say i’m a fool,
though my thoughts
have only been of you.
perhaps they were selfish—
but what else
could i do?
i see you there,
but no courage comes
to meet your stare.
James Garratt
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