pressure is a roller coaster
ride
of numbers.
it's up,
it's down.
the sight of a white
coat
holding a needle makes
it jump
like a Musk rocket
heading
to the moon.
the sound of a baby
crying on
a crowded train,
or when it's tax
time again.
when i see a cop behind
me with
his party lights on.
my blood pressure rises
and my heart
beats like a rabbit.
only sleep,
and making love with you
seems to bring
it down
again.
come on over,
we can solve this.
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