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The pressure subsides
Like a vice gripping my head
Being loosened,
Just a notch.
A small adjustment.
Tiny, really,
But so incredibly palpable.
So real, so salient
That it shocks me.

I felt no great pain.
No nameless fear haunted me
No faceless agitator confounded me.
I knew no sadness, no misery.

How, then could I build up such an
Incredible internal weight,
 such a rolling boil,
  such a crippling affliction
    such an arthritic cramp
     such an unwanted,
     unasked for,
      unnoticed
malady?

How do I know I'm OK if I can't know that I'm not OK?