Give me your body, your blood

Your wholehearted presence

Let me know if there is
Anything I can do
It said in sans serif
So dutifully I
Thumbs it up.  What
Can be done through
Vibration other than
Prayer -- thoughts have
Power but give me 
Your body, your blood, your
Wholehearted presence
To change the atmosphere
To shove the storm clouds
Aside. Show up on my
Doorstep unannounced
With warm baked goods--
Wash the dishes, 
Hold me hard and tender.
This is no virtual
Crisis, I am crumbling
Before your eyes, should
You lay eyes upon me.
A wolf arrived some weeks
Ago and tore me up, swallowed 
My spirit, now marinating
In her gut, sliming through
Her bowels -- No. She isn't 
Visible to you but even so
I am dissolving --
What shape have I left?
I need you, your
Body, your bones, your
Flesh made visible
To persist,
To get upright
To maybe 
Live at all.

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This is a how-to, a prayer, a reminder, a screed for my friend — for all friends, for all you lovely people.

Because anxiety, depression, mental health churns and we can feel so scared and alone.