Anxiety flows when words do not,
blank pages, a splintered thought,
control reveals itself illusory,
existing on the periphery.
The tension lessens,
when Sun through shadows peek,
and coffee’s steam — engine,
pumps blood and inflates lungs.
become methods of intent,
flavor, aroma, noise,
settle, creating needed poise.
A mindful steady-state that calms,
turns down the palms,
fingertip pistons drilling keys,
ink spills across white sleeves.