Paralyzed
by choice
even thoughts slow
in coming
Hands unsure of themselves
touch each other
seeking
a way to grow
steady in their countenance
inhaled breath held
until it could no longer be so
in
and
out
why the wait
why
the prolonged agony
of indecision
squeezing
like hands
exerting all their force
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