Put Pressure On Poem by Francie Lynch

Put Pressure On



I want to leave all
I think I control,
The stranglehold's
Not good for my soul;
It's an arthritic grip,
A tight fit.
But if you put pressure
On my wrists
You'll help me to unfold.

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Francie Lynch

Francie Lynch

Monaghan, Ireland
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