Riley welch is a poet from texas living in colorado. She posts three original poems a week. 

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I woke up
shaking.

I knocked my bottles
of lotions and serums
on their side
when I reached for them.

I filled my body with caffeine
anyway.

I took notes
at the speed of a rocket,
But with many more mistakes.

Swirly, unreadable loops,
scratched out,
more shaking.

Feet tapping.

If I don't let the movement out,
it all runs inside my brain
left, right.

How am I
all at the same time:

concentrating so smoothly
and not at all.

9/30/2015
Riley Welch

GMLMH

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