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.