Anxiety!

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Dark flag, rising over black denim-
My vessel: a coffin,
most unwelcoming shelter
Dirt falls on top of me
Cinematic catastrophe! [inside]
Claustrophobic in my skin
I try, failure never faltering,
to claw my way out-
These nails,
only long enough to puncture the husk of my body I suppose- not enough to climb out of this hole..   [a gasp] 
For, I cannot find the exit!

Sincerely, THE AUTHOR

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