What I Fear (Poem)
(This poem is a Trimeric).
There are a lot of things I am afraid of.
Airplanes, snakes, caves, and cancer;
fame, and fortune, and losing love,
the dying of the light inside.
Airplanes, snakes, caves, and cancer,
or, to summarise: being trapped, by space or fangs or cells,
being squeezed until the breath is out of me, and I'm gone.
Fame, and fortune, and losing love,
and the way they seem to go together;
what profit to gain the world, but lose what you wanted the world for in the first place?
The dying of the light inside,
perhaps that, the most of all. the slide away from self,
and into the boundless, starless night.
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