The fear
I have the fear, it is big, to put anything through it, would be exhausting, for there is a tiny opening. My job is to open the hole large enough to let light in, for the fear is so large it's black. It's like a solid mass with a pin size hole. Thread is too big. Step by step, my comfort zone will be mixed up, tantalized, a shock therapy- like dose. Suburban life did this to me. Seclusion did this to me. My job now is to take this black mass and stretch it open. Make the fear vanish. It will still be there if it is transparent, invisible too, it must be gone.
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