Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Fear.

"Rid the barriers" it whispers, knocking lightly at my door.
"Stop pretending" The pitch begins to raise
"Let people see, you fool!"
 Screaming now, "YOU WON'T GET HURT!"
There is no avoiding it. The words echo again and again. I must listen. I want to listen.

 And ever so slowly, ever so gently,
the chains begin to transform
pink silk envelops my tentative soul
-AJM


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