Tag Archives: fear

This Whisper

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I write hesitantly

as if scared to feel

too much as if afraid

to make noise

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to intimidate

the graciousness

of this whisper past

my ears past my mind

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I got there somehow

once more afraid

to be cast away

when I was it

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The London Hours, 2012

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your tone harsh accusing

pushing me far testing me

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i’ve no rooms for games

we could have had a large house

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i would have settled for a bedroom 24/7

no restroom and such you vomit everything out

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even what wasn’t on the table

fear is a dangerous stimulant

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The London Hours, 2012

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the bus coming forward
carrying large cumulus
completely white
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in the front windshield
what was on my back
i would have not seen
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restlessness won’t leave
never taking a trip far
since he’s gone
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the brightness pierces
i cannot stand waste
days thrown void
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driving down the circle
we’ll get around somehow
at a time that may not be mine
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i fear you fear and such
is at the wheel i guess
having taken us so far
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down this road
is the ticket office

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The London Hours, 2012

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it was now
a matter of time

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falling
asleep
knowing you
near

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( I thought so)

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on the other side
of the continent after

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hours trying
to fly off
ice
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fear of skating
fear of sharp
wings of ice
on the propeller fear
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of dying with
you alone
knowing it
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___you were
___asking on
___morning hours
___I nodded

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present

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