WORDS-- Fear

Flutter stitches inside linings

through dark reaches

of nothingness,

sensing vacant damp air is inhabited

by a large expanse

of not knowing.

Knowing would be

to vanquish apprehension

toward the common,

but the unintelligible prods,

spasms of apprehension

and intent alert.

Alerting sanity waylays


toward irrationality,

when the vastness shrinks

to a pinpoint

with an inaudible pustule

of sound.

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© 2013 Peter Gillespie