Fear is trapped
in my limbs.
Fear lives in
bones of doubt
beneath
my muscles.
Fear is always
there
to remind me
that there is nothing
to be afraid of.
Which is not to say
that "nothing" is zero!
It's small wonder
only this fear
seeps in
through the
cracks, for I've
closed all other
openings,
shuttered doors
and windows
and more and still
it arrives,
a fear
more friend than
foe in the knowledge
it seems to know
of me.
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@dogtrax I have hypothesi.zed a bit on this response: https://via.hypothes.is/https://mastodon.social/web/statuses/99398877074279695 Hope it works.
@dogtrax In other words, very funkadelic?
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