About Fear
Fear
When I was young
I was afraid of certain kinds of Dark.Specifically;
The Dark that chased me up the stair
That licked my nape
That whispered things
And kissed the air
Between us.And now I kiss my child
His worried face, his grubby little fists.
And he asks me of the Dark.I stay, and hold his hand and talk about
-the stars we could not see without it.ER 25/02/09
