It’s surprising…that

fear can become

such a good

friend..and…you

would think

different

otherwise..the

opposite

I did

have

It’s not surprising…that

we all know

fear

so…

well

He/she/it lives in our

houses, sleeps

in our beds, walks

with us to

work

play

sex

and

the library…really.

It’s surprising…that

it has taken

me

so long to recognize

a friend

Now we lunch together, talk,

giggle,

like schoolgirls…

no

not really

but now…with fear

as a friend; he/she/it

walks beside me

(like friends do)

not

in front

blocking the

path.