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Enterprise

Anxiety pumps behind every heartbeat.
The clock tics consistantly, blood thumps faster–
my mind itches, twitches, yearns for retreat,
my lungs push stale air out with nervous laughter.
    It all started with an enterprise.
    I was a pioneer with intent to create an empire,
    but then came forth the web of lies,
    and everything was consumed by fire.

(2011)

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