Stress

Bang
Bang
Bang

The pounding is incessant
The thunder unceasing
The devil incarnate

Tick
Tick
Tick

The knife inching closer
Its friends slowly behind and in front
A skilled hunter

The hands shake
The breath unsteady
The tables quake

Ding
Ding
Ding

Everyone stand
Everyone move
All but me

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