Month: January 2018

~ I drown my fears ~

drown

I drown my fears

I hold them under, thrashing¬† –
They are less frightening now,
Mewling like kittens
Those adorable, helpless things
Murderers of mice.

I drown my fears

In darkness, in whiskey waters
One hand clawed around their throats until
Gasping, they learn to be frightened of me
And like all hurting, frightened creatures
They learn how to snarl.

I drown my fears

My fears bob back up like swollen corpses,
Witches, undead, grotesque,
These restless dreads know only drowning now
And terror –¬† groping for light, for air,
For kindness.

Perhaps, I should have taken them home to the warmth instead.

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