phobias
are some latin word
or maybe greek
translated to mean
a fear of x
when i take a moment
to think about the feeling
of standing near of cliff,
finding a scorpion in my boot,
ants covering my flesh,
there is a sensation
but i wouldn't call it fear
fear is a driving force
a fight or flight
or collapse
knowing you can run
as far as it takes
break through anything
lash out unwittingly
or that ashen face hollowness
a statue retreat, gone
fear is the things we don't talk about
a love violated by dirty hands
in the dark somewhere screaming
is running down the street powerless
airplanes streaking and the sounds
of things falling, booms loud enough
to assume that someone died
any second you might be next
fear is power taken away
nothing left to replace it
i am willing to presume
that fear is little felt
among any with the time
to read this
wonder
would that be
agoraphobia or hypophobia
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